I can understand that, as it takes some adjustment, but once you get the hang (it takes a while, as a deal is counter-intuitive), there's a "woo-hoo!" moment, and you're hooked for life. Golden rule is slow in, trail braking to manage weight distribution forward to kill understeer, and then you can get on the power stupidly early by normal standards and balance grip all the way out. This, by the way, is a completely hilarious headf**k for the more dogmatic IAM/RoSPA examiners, as The System requires complete separation of the various processes. But then the Plod didn't drive 911s when this was all thought up.
Took my 78 year old dad to see his 76 year brother today. At every junction, it reminded me of "are we there yet" and thought this was his way of getting me back. It's the next turn off he says, No dad says I, we want junction 18 the last junction was 28. For the next 9 junctions he said with every one, "it's this turn off" then on the tenth, our actual turn off, he goes deadly silent and says feck all. When we got their and his brother asks what am I going to get my dad for his birthday next month, I suggested a coffin
Y Thankyou kind Sir...it was a pig of a Job....NO clearcoat on these old girls....nearly ruined all my pads!...but i was very chuffed with the result....how these cars fetch such astronomical prices is beyond me!!! beautiful tho....
Well first thing this morning I took SWMBO to the station as she was going up to #1 son's new home up in Helensburgh. Just spoken to her via Facetime and she had a good journey up. And apparently today is the first time since they moved 3 weeks ago that it's not rained. They'd better get used to it IMO. The rest of the day I've spent catching up on the dross I didn't deal with on holiday, and getting raw materials ordered for an alleged impending order for China (or at least I delegated it ) Then this evening I had a dental appointment with the new hygienist. Apparently he's not worried. Which is a bonus.
Indeed: both idiosyncratic in their own way. It's probably why, when I see people complaining about low-speed lumpy running compared to an IL4, my first reaction is, "WTF - it's a fecking v-twin, what do you expect?". But then I've owned nowt but Ducatis since 1982…
Whilst we had The Future(TM) on loan, we took the opportunity to check out practicality for our aged mums: they loved it, once beloved had persuaded me not to try launch-control starts in Ludicrous mode with the olde girles on board
They really do not 'handle' but I guess it is all relative - I once went out in a modern Porker variant that supposedly handled (that didn't either) - the owner took great delight in showing me the button that had 'Sport' written on it. It firms up the suspension he says, and alters the mapping, to which I replied 'strange: my Exige doesn't have a normal button'
Nice tree. How long did it take you to kill that? Nice wheelie bin lurking on your neighbour's drive. Subtle
Ah, now here we have a classic comparison: Norfolk's finest, with a perfectly balanced chassis and ultimate delicacy of feel, compared to a car with a weight balance that you'd never now design into a wheelbarrow, let alone a sports car, but again with that same ultimate delicacy of feel. Whilst both cars require a deal of skill to work to their limit (which I haven't got), is it fair to suggest that the Exige is more 'conventional' in feel and therefore its performance is more accessible to more people? I've driven multiple Lotuses (Lotii?) and of course the Cayman, which is much closer in philosophy to the Lotus. And they're all sublimely brilliant. But I went for the 911 as being the car that requires the most concentration and work to drive to a given level. So much of the time over our cold and soggy highland roads, I wouldn't know which way a (for instance) Golf R had gone. But on those days when skill (such as it is) and conditions coincide, there's nothing quite like the feeling of getting a 911 into flow and feeling it work telepathically with you, responding to every input. Yes, you can fairly argue that you can get at least a measure of that every time out in the Exige but, what does it for me, is the fact that you have to recalibrate everything you thought you knew about driving to get to that place with the Porker. Which is also why I won't be going for a 991-onwards car, as they've engineered practically everything that makes a 911 a 911 out of them. Yes, the 'purists' have argued that with every generation, but my sweet spot is the final generation 997 - I've had the newer ones when mine's been in for service and, massively competent and blindingly fast though they are, that is – with the honourable exceptions of the GT3/R/RS – just what they are: appliances for going very, very quickly. Which gets boring pretty rapidly.
Today I went out for yet another very long luncheon! It went on for just over 5 hours and we were all completely hanging at 6.00pm but it didn't stop the diehards carrying on drinking.The only good thing about my manky trotter and the obligatory walking stick is when you fall arse over tit drunk - people dash to your aid and help you back on your unsteady feet and some of them are very pretty girls? My luck finally ran out about 8.30pm tonight in a trendy Windsor bar when I fell backwards off a bar stool and these two lovely fit women helped me up! They were on a staff leaving function from my diabetic/podiatry specialist unit - that's my cover blown and I will be very embarrassed for my Friday appointment
Yeah but we all know LOTUS stands for lots of fun usually serious! Great handling fun car all the same