The Porsche was a love-hate relationship. It was amazing on the track, drove like a dream at high speeds but was very demanding to drive around town. At non-track speeds the steering required two hands, shifting was not a casual event, and forget having a coffee. It was a machine with a purpose. On track it came alive and everything became easy- the steering lightened up and the shifting was smooth. But the brakes kicked *** compared to anything I've driven since, on street or track.

I still kick myself in the *ss for selling that bike - '95 Honda VFR 750. Great ride.