on the Scottish road trip reminded me of why it's perhaps my favourite Porsche 911. Scratch that. I think it might be one of my favourite cars ever. Full stop. Ask anyone in the business who's enjoyed time with HBY - and more exotic cars than I've been lucky enough to drive - and you'd likely get the same answer. It's one of those cars. And by far the one I enjoyed most out of all the very special 911s I got to drive on the millionth 911 Scottish road trip.
A very heated and probably rather tedious debate could be held on exactly when the sweet spot occurred in the 911's evolution. The single model - or example - that best embodies all the car stands for. You could probably gather 50 superfans in a room and each would give you a different answer. This is mine though.
For starters it's an RS. Any Porsche with that badge gets an instant promotion in desirability. I'm less fixated on that, the rarity, the investment value or anything related. I just love the way it goes.
What, you thought you could heel and toe? You thought wrong, loser. The difference between a jarring mismatch between revs and road speed, the perfectly matched downshift and an ugly flare of clutch-charring, over-enthusiastic blippage is about 0.1mm of the throttle travel. Even with your most thin-soled racing pixie boots and most studious attempts to time it all right you're doing extremely well if one shift in four - up or down - nails the perfect sequence of events. For those of us Luddites who love a manual gearbox it's this kind of challenge that makes them so rewarding.
Thing is, every element of this car is like this. The throttle response and what it unleashes has to be up there with the very finest internal combustion engines ever fitted to a street car. It's got the lot. Clattery and truculent at low speeds it soars from muscular mid-range into incendiary high-rev crescendo with searing intensity. He said, going full Queef.
I've even grown to love the daft graphics. By the standards of the current GT3 it almost looks understated, in as much as a 911 with a massive wing and cabin full of roll cage can. It just looks so damned purposeful. Everything you need to know about the way it goes is presented to you in the aesthetics. Think it looks good? It goes even better. And sounds angry.
And there you have it. Motoring hack waxes lyrical over GT3 911. Who'd have thought.