I took my 1974 Porsche 914 (~95 hp) to a PCA HPDC... that’s a High Performance Driving Clinic. Basically a first-timer’s introduction to sports car control in a safe track environment. A few douchenozzles showed up because, for them, they figured it was a cheap track day. One in particular, in a blue Cayman S, passed…

No way I could be the first to post the obvious answer.

Also, can’t believe I could be the first to mention it, but:

My wife’s DD is the current-generation Quest, and/or the box it came in. Honestly, it’s about as practical as all the others, but drives like it doesn’t know it’s a minivan.

Not technically a crash; more of a large wave...

Personal experience with this, albeit a bit dated:

Washington, DC has a district-wide speed limit of “25 unless otherwise posted”. Since most of DC is urban, and there are stretches such as DC-295 with highway-appropriate speed limits (e.g. 50mph), this doesn’t seem so bad, except... DC also has the most speed cameras per capita of any jurisdiction on earth.

First you divulge the specs, then you give away the unannounced top-secret new mirror-attachment technology that GM’s been developing for decades!

I feel exactly the same way about my Porsche 914. I bring it to Cars & Coffee and look around at cars that cost 10-100x as much, and I still feel like none of those suit my personality as well, and for mostly the same reasons. Manual everything. Simple. All about the relationship between driver, car, and road.

Remember this?

I like how all the Ford concept cars have number identifiers. Makes it look like a mugshot. (The charge would obviously have been Public Indecency.)

As a grown man, I still dream of driving a McLaren F1. Did the 650S satisfy your lifelong need to drive a McLaren supercar, or would you say it made you want to drive the F1 (and/or P1) even more?

This is going to result in somebody being dead within the first ten events.

Once completed my throttle cable linkage with two zip ties. God Bless zip ties.

Follow me!!!

Anyone else who owned one of these is either nodding enthusiastically, or convulsing from the suppressed memories.

My driveway sort of parallels the Nissan example.

^ That one got me 61-70% Jalop.

The most Jalop sentence ever written?