Couldn't agree more with regards to many of the modern Porsches, go back to earlier models like my '88 930 Turbo Cabriolet with only ABS (safety system), mine was the last of the 4 speed gearboxes and you couldn't get a more visceral car, that would try to spin you around and have you going backwards into a hedgerow at every opportunity, A very easy car to drive fast in a straight line, but a real handful thru bends, especially when the turbo spooled up and could catch the unwary out very quickly. Despite all its mod cons like air conditioning, being an air cooled engine the heater was so crude (thru the heat exchanger) never worked well from new and on occasion if the heater was left on , would send a fire ball of heat into the footwell, enough to almost melt your shoes every time the turbo spooled up .I've had some quick cars in my time but the 930 was undoubtedly the one most likely to require a change of underwear, yet most rewarding when driven well at the close to the limit.
I remember when the Boxster first came out in '96 (from memory) I went for a test drive in one and it was a good car, a bit small for my 6'2'' frame as my head was well above the top of the screen frame (not good if you rolled it over).
Having spent some months travelling the US on a Harley, it is a great place to tour with some fantastic scenery, but also some very flat boring straight roads necessary to cover the great distances to get anywhere, the sheer vast emptiness can sometimes become overwhelming..........
I've found over time my motoring needs have changed as I've gotten older, I'm physically less able to savour covering vast distances eg as I did on say my Harleys riding 8 to 10 hours a day. day in day out, in all sorts of weather. I'm also less tolerant of traffic and speed as my reflexes lose some of their edge, Add in the changes in the density of traffic over the years and the long delays, holdups and tailbacks one regularly experiences these days ( or maybe I'm growing less patient when I experience them), has removed some of the enjoyment of driving I used to experience.
Or maybe its just a case of very little has really changed ,and I've conveniently forgotten about the saddle soreness you experience after a day on the bike or the heat from the Harley engine that burnt your thighs and so on. Or the hours you would spend in holiday traffic heading down for the south west, with my rose tinted glasses on.
