Can I make mine just say “911S?” Or will the Porsche Heritage people come after me with pitchforks?

Awesome, thanks!

Hold up, what’s the #11 car in maroon with white stripes? That’s a new one to me, and it’s freaking gorgeous.

I left work at 2:00 for that very reason, so 26 wasn’t too bad yet. TV Highway, 185th, 170th, West Union, etc. were littered with stuck cars.

I feel you. I work on the East Side and live out West. It took over five hours to pick up my son from preschool and get home, and we might still be out there if I hadn’t had chains in the car. Beaverton was a complete and total clusterfuck.

Starred for the Bora & 918. Those would have made my list on a different day.

1. Singer 911 with the 3.8 Cosworth engine and subtle Martini stripes.

I’m inspired by your talent for finding inspiration in the most unexpected places. Bravo, sir.

“What if you could find a platform that already turned spartan, bare-bones into a positive statement instead of a penalty?”

I once met an old lady and her E-Type convertible at a Show & Shine, and she told me how she used to drive her 3 kids everywhere in it. It was not a 2+2. I think the arrangement was oldest daughter in the passenger seat, youngest in her lap, and middle kid on the transmission hump. 

Hey, it’s still under the original Maintenance warranty! Sold!

Credit to BaT commenter partyus:

“There’s only two pedals...”

I fully support this conclusion. Provided that it serves to drive the air-cooled market down sufficiently for me to buy one.

Edit to your Pro Tip from a former lighting guy:

I always just assumed R2-D2 had his name because he was an R2 unit, mostly because my knowledge of droid names falls well short of the Torchinsky gold standard, and because I never thought that hard about it.

I drove from Portland, OR to Santa Rosa, CA on Friday night and most of Saturday. Less than thrilling, automotively speaking.

You said it, Torch: magic! If they’re using a low-volt/low-amp system to move a ton or two of car any faster than a glacier, then they’re creating energy out of thin air. In other words, magic.

Oh sure, and let’s just give all the athletes in every sport powered exoskeletons and neural implants while we’re at it! It’ll be the Cyborg Olympics!

The fake turret seems to have some sort of sliding window panel in it. I wonder if that and the swivel chair are really some kind of gunner’s position.