Inches
Inches
That's what was between my baby and a young stag this morning. I've read the posts calling the 3.4L base gutless and slow; wrong. I saw this witless young stag out of the corner of my eye bounding towards my perfect agate grey 991 PDK base. His mindless pursuit of the passenger door was thwarted by a reflexive punch to the throttle. He was within inches of doing in my car, a call to the stinking insurance claims folks, an annoying visit to a body shop that would probably do crappy work, a slow and gutless loaner and then, in an instant my 991 was really far down the road and the stag was out of site. Car went from 35 to 80 in a blink in normal. Was just about 5 miles from home and the near hit occurred just about the time the car was fully warmed up.
Gutless, slow, plodding: nope.
Gutless, slow, plodding: nope.
That's what was between my baby and a young stag this morning. I've read the posts calling the 3.4L base gutless and slow; wrong. I saw this witless young stag out of the corner of my eye bounding towards my perfect agate grey 991 PDK base. His mindless pursuit of the passenger door was thwarted by a reflexive punch to the throttle. He was within inches of doing in my car, a call to the stinking insurance claims folks, an annoying visit to a body shop that would probably do crappy work, a slow and gutless loaner and then, in an instant my 991 was really far down the road and the stag was out of site. Car went from 35 to 80 in a blink in normal. Was just about 5 miles from home and the near hit occurred just about the time the car was fully warmed up.
Gutless, slow, plodding: nope.
Gutless, slow, plodding: nope.
I have seen folks injured from hoofs going through windshields, cars horribly disfigured by deer hits and deer writhing on the ground until a state trooper puts a round in them.
What may be worse, is that my hosta have been eaten to the ground, nibbled to an inch of their life!
It's bad stuff and we need a longer hunting season.
The crossing point is not near a creek either...the Porsche Gods looked favorably upon me today and I am thankful. I will serve up offerings of copious amounts of 93 octane gasoline through the use of WOT this afternoon.
Comment: when people ask me why I need a car with a powerful engine and track like reflexes for the street, I tell them that IMO, performance can be one of the greatest safety features an automobile possesses. Good job of avoiding that deer.
BTW, a few years ago a 23 year old girl struck a deer on the Saw Mill River Pkwy in Westchester. The deer went through the windshield and kicked the girl to death trying to get out.
BTW, a few years ago a 23 year old girl struck a deer on the Saw Mill River Pkwy in Westchester. The deer went through the windshield and kicked the girl to death trying to get out.
+1
Was out yesterday again, as part of the breakin routine. Slowly progressing from selfrestricted 3000 rpm ceiling to 4000 rpm ceiling as I'm passing the 1000 km mark. Just told the wife last night I can't believe how fast it is at these lowish revs and part throttle. It leaves my former 07 boxster S in the dust, and lots of it.
I also told her a lot of people were bashing the base 3.4 for being slow.
Her reaction: "tell them to get driving lessons instead of a bigger engine"
I thought that was funny. But not gonna tell anyone anything.
Bigger is always better ;-)
Was out yesterday again, as part of the breakin routine. Slowly progressing from selfrestricted 3000 rpm ceiling to 4000 rpm ceiling as I'm passing the 1000 km mark. Just told the wife last night I can't believe how fast it is at these lowish revs and part throttle. It leaves my former 07 boxster S in the dust, and lots of it.
I also told her a lot of people were bashing the base 3.4 for being slow.
Her reaction: "tell them to get driving lessons instead of a bigger engine"
I thought that was funny. But not gonna tell anyone anything.
Bigger is always better ;-)
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Well done for instinctively punching down the throttle.
Yup, deer and vehicles are a bad mix. My deer encounter (when deer hit me on my motorcycle) resulted in a broken scapula, collarbone, 5 ribs, posterior dislocation of shoulder, and mucho pain! If that weren't enough, I spent months just looking at my 997.2 GT3 and not being able to drive it or knowing whether I ever would be able to! Eventually sold it. Thankfully I recovered FULLY and am in no residual pain.
The lesson I learned.... don't go to war with deer! They have the numbers and they will win!!! I for one have given up and I now leave the little bambi's to eat anything they want in my garden and yard.
BTW, as I write this my wife just pointed out that there are three fawns and mom in our yard. The little cuties!
grrrr.
Yup, deer and vehicles are a bad mix. My deer encounter (when deer hit me on my motorcycle) resulted in a broken scapula, collarbone, 5 ribs, posterior dislocation of shoulder, and mucho pain! If that weren't enough, I spent months just looking at my 997.2 GT3 and not being able to drive it or knowing whether I ever would be able to! Eventually sold it. Thankfully I recovered FULLY and am in no residual pain.
The lesson I learned.... don't go to war with deer! They have the numbers and they will win!!! I for one have given up and I now leave the little bambi's to eat anything they want in my garden and yard.
BTW, as I write this my wife just pointed out that there are three fawns and mom in our yard. The little cuties!
grrrr.
Speaking of size. The new Panorama is out. It's bigger and the font spacing makes it easier to read for this farsighted guy.
About 8 years ago I was heading south on I-89 in New Hampshire doing 80 MPH at 10 PM when I saw two moose running across the highway out of my left peripheral vision. I had no chance to even react it happened so fast. Fortunately, they and my son's car I was driving (a '98 Jetta) intersected at the driver's side rear quarter and all I heard was a bang but the car didn't register the impact because the one moose that did hit the fender only clipped it with its hoof, not even leaving a dent, just a white smear in the clear coat as he vaulted over the trunk. Talk about lucky! A fraction of a second sooner and I wouldn't be here to write about it.
Called it an early day today and took the afternoon off. A mile from the house a Canadian Goose decided to try his luck. They're pretty slow on the hoof and I was able to avoid him.
Told my wife about today's deer and goose events and she laughed saying that it must be my animal magnetism and reminded me that over the weekend a black bear crossed in front of our Porsche cayenne loaner while we were in the outskirts of State College Pennsylvania not far from a real big prison
Told my wife about today's deer and goose events and she laughed saying that it must be my animal magnetism and reminded me that over the weekend a black bear crossed in front of our Porsche cayenne loaner while we were in the outskirts of State College Pennsylvania not far from a real big prison
Called it an early day today and took the afternoon off. A mile from the house a Canadian Goose decided to try his luck. They're pretty slow on the hoof and I was able to avoid him.
Told my wife about today's deer and goose events and she laughed saying that it must be my animal magnetism and reminded me that over the weekend a black bear crossed in front of our Porsche cayenne loaner while we were in the outskirts of State College Pennsylvania not far from a real big prison
Told my wife about today's deer and goose events and she laughed saying that it must be my animal magnetism and reminded me that over the weekend a black bear crossed in front of our Porsche cayenne loaner while we were in the outskirts of State College Pennsylvania not far from a real big prison
That's what was between my baby and a young stag this morning. I've read the posts calling the 3.4L base gutless and slow; wrong. I saw this witless young stag out of the corner of my eye bounding towards my perfect agate grey 991 PDK base. His mindless pursuit of the passenger door was thwarted by a reflexive punch to the throttle. He was within inches of doing in my car, a call to the stinking insurance claims folks, an annoying visit to a body shop that would probably do crappy work, a slow and gutless loaner and then, in an instant my 991 was really far down the road and the stag was out of site. Car went from 35 to 80 in a blink in normal. Was just about 5 miles from home and the near hit occurred just about the time the car was fully warmed up.
Gutless, slow, plodding: nope.
Gutless, slow, plodding: nope.
Were you in Sport Plus mode?




