Hey, not trying to be smart but I'm curious with all the talk of mods and photos of new models and dressed up existing ones, does anybody have any stories about actually driving these cars?
I was out at about 9:30 pm. A clear, warm evening with stars overhead and an awesome 2 lane stretch of pavement complete with curves and small rises underneath. Nobody in sight for a mile in either direction and hadn't passed anybody for quite some time. I goosed it up to about 85 then settled in and needed more. I ended my "fix" looking at *22 mph on the speedo and found myself just buzzing from the adrenaline. It was sooo stable but I chickened out on going faster. There'll be time to work up to higher "fixes".
When I logged on this evening, as I was checking the forum, I suddenly realized how unexcited I was reading about what people are doing to their P cars and thought I would stir the pot to see if any "driver stories" were out there. These cars are about so much more than how you can mod them. I have a new appreciation for what I have!... a 997...not an S but severely awesome!

 

OK...
(I love driver stories)

I started out by just examining the screw and thinking about my options of which driver I should use.

It was a phillips head screw. A nice shiney new one at that. But there was something wrong. The head was badly damaged, almost crushed and deformed, as if the factory had picked it up from the trash heap and put into my kit of parts. It was indeed a very sad example of the breed. Bent, scuffed and appearing already worn as is someone had tried to force it beyond it's physical limits. It almost looked impossible.

With grim determination, I went to the tool drawer and inspected the range of drivers at hand.

A few old Craftsman drivers beconned.

The newest complete matched set of Facom drivers with their proud distinctive red and black ergonomically designed handles almost called out loud "Us! Use us! We are the right drivers for the job".

One old worn and rusty bargain store driver lay in the darkest recesses of the driver drawer. Almost as if it was too afraid or insecure to ask for the chance to redeem itself by tackling the task at hand... it was silent.

I remembered the day I bought that driver. I had just moved and needed to finish assembling the bed frame or there would be no bed to sleep in. It was cold winter night, one of those times you really don't want to work on anything at all yet alone drive out to the store to buy a screw driver. But I had to complete my project and all the 'good' drivers were still in boxes, way in the back, waiting to be unpacked. I had little choice in the matter. I had to venture out.

It was very late and the only store open was at the far end of town, a little five and dime. A 'Mom and Pop' sort of place, but it was my only hope.

I found that trusty driver in the bottom of the 'bargain / clearance' bin, the very last driver they had. I paid the $1.49 asking price and returned to complete my task. Thanks to that trusty driver, I have slept soundly ever since. Over the years he had almost become a friend, helping me drive many screws. He was driver's driver', shiney, proud and strong. But man is weak and materialistic. Always looking for the 'righht tool', always buying newer, "better" drivers. I admit I am a weak man when it comes to drivers. I am not proud of that fact, but it is a fact none the less. I abandonned that driver years ago when a new Red Handles, long reach, ratcheted Snap-On inter-changeable bit driver caught me eye. I have no exuses. No defense for my callouse disregard. The flesh is weak.

You know I picked that trusty old rusty driver. I knew that even though I had abandoned him long a go that he was the driver for the job. I had no choice. He deserved the chance.

But even as I pulled him from the back of the tool drawer, past the newest 'best' drivers, the handle broke in my hands. A tear came to my eye as I returned him to the drawer. But not in the back where I had uncaringly banished him years before, but in the front. Right in the center, moving a new Facom driver to the side to make room.

Even as I made a solemn pack to always keep that driver in that place of honor I knew I still needed a driver to compete with the poor excuse of a Philips head screw that lay between me and my goal.

Almost by chance, my hand brushed aginst the very same Red Handled, long reach, ratcheted Snap-On inter-changeable bit driver that had caught my eye so many years before. Now that driver seemed to lay claim to the job. To make up for having been responsible for my earlier indescretion. To step up and offer it's life in place of the fallen driver.

End of Chapter One.

 

That was funny as hell. Thanks.

 

Sick, I know...
But someone had to do it

 

Very inspiring and funny at the same time Doug. Almost tempted me to go look for that old Playboy magazine.

 

doug, very enjoyable read.

Gofast, thanks for the report on your drive. i really have been practicing my line and cornering on local roads at the speed limit and have had a great time getting to know my car as is. i really have a long way to go to learn how to utilize the amount of car i really have. my car has so many things that it does well and i am enjoying the "ride."

 

I like to haul *** but it usually results in rampant condemnation from the masses if I mention that I hit 146 on my new sport bike, or that I can set the cruise on my C55 at 140. Porsche drivers apparently do not drive and tell. Or maybe they just don't drive....

 

Say no more....

 

if I get one more ticket over the next 13 wks my license is suspended. that sort of answers your question

ps - it still doesn't stop me from continuing to drive enthusiastically, just can't help it with these cars.

 

You must have one of the low mileage C4S's. When would you ever find time to drive with so much writing to do. Perhaps your keyboard beckons (a word you may relate to beconned) you more than your car. Car...that would be the 4WD in your garage? The little one....

 

Thank you for asking.
Sadly my 'car', the C4S, you know... the little 'low mileage' one is not in the garage at the moment. It drives me crazy, but sometimes it needs to be pampered by my buds at Akkurat PGI.
(I had to drive it up there because it had a screw that needed tightening and I did not have the right driver for the job.)
(Thanks Akkurat PGI!!! You guys have the very best drivers around!)
Although, with the weather getting nicer, I will probably drive up and get it later this week and drive back... all in the very same afternoon. I only drive about 40,000 miles a year, so I might even drive the long way home past that Mom & Pop store.

 

They should make one of those books.... "Porsche For Dummies"... hahaa