redidrum

I get a lot of attention in my Shark here in Indianapolis. I've only seen 2 in the last six months, since I started looking. Most people think it is an older Corvette or new Porsche. I always feel like a 16 year old kid driving it. Feels great to be young again!

Ron_H

Kshipp:

Good one!

Nicole

Hmmm... The thumbs up could have meant "great car", or "thanks for staying under the speed limit with such a fast car"... Well, let's assume it was the first of the two possibilities. Nice story!

kshipp

Nicole -
Given the fact that he stayed even with me for so long to get my attention, then had such a big grin on his face... with the nod and the thumbs-up, I must assume he really liked the car.
I don't think he would have went to that much trouble just to say 'thanks for going the speed limit in that SuperCar".
That's what we'll think anyway....

Oh, I didn't mention that I also drove by one of the larger fire stations. There were about eight firefighters out there gathered around talking in front of the station and they all stopped everything and stared endlessly as I drove by.......

G Man

I guess most of the folks around here are uneducated in the way of Porsche. I have only had one person strike up a conversation out of the blue. He was a man that looked to be about sixty. He knew what the car was. I guess that means that I need to get it out of the garage and drive it more!

worf928

I have had the antithesis of that experience:

About two years ago I was driving home in the '91. My route includes a clover-leaf-type on-off ramp from one major highway to another. This is the type where the entering stream of traffic must yield, then match speeds, and cross the flow of the exiting traffic.

As I'm exiting the highway, I see a black Ford Taurus with big rims and blacked-out windows screaming through the curve of the entrance. It's being driven at 9.9/10ths (I know this as I'm familiar with the road). The Ford does not yield and instead matches speed with me exactly. I've got my blinker on. I let off the gas to slow down. The Ford does the same - preventing me from getting over to the right to take the exit. I'm not impressed.

So, I give the GT a kick and jump in front and just get over in time to take the exit. The Ford then jumps from the left lane to the right and proceeds to eat my bumper through the exit and though the entrance to the next highway. At this point I'm really not impressed.

As I enter the next highway I merge in behind another car with Mr Ford Buttplug still on my tail. I give the GT another kick, signal, pass the car ahead, signal, and get back in the right lane in front of the car (at a safe distance) and slow back to 55. I'm pretty obviously trying to tell this A$$-eating loser that I'm not interesting in his antics.

THEN, Mr. Azzwipey proceeds to drive in the left lane in my blind spot for one mile. I've set the cruise at 55. Of course, Mr Retard, does not know that I don't have any blind spots because I know how to adjust my side-view mirrors. So, I'm watching him, watching me. He rolls down his passenger side window. He's a Massachusetts State Trooper. In uniform.

I continue to drive at 55 with Mr. Jackboot in my blind spot. Finally, he speeds up to get beside me and yells out the window: "Slow down." Then, he stomps on the gas, hits about 90 mph, and pulls off the of the road in a big cloud of dust to do whatever uniformed troopers do in their personal cars on the side of the road.

Black Ford Taurus. Mass plate 4668YB. I still remember it to this day.

Ron_H

Dave:

DOn't feel like the Lone Ranger. Similar experience in high school in my slightly modified chebbie when I was being followed by a cop in his personal POS junk in my blind spot. I changed lanes and didn't see him. He came roaring up and screamed that I should pull over and that he was a cop. (He was not in uniform). I asked to see his badge. He said he didn't have it with him. I said **#$@**!! you and made a VERY apparent one finger salute. He followed me home. As I exited my hot rod, he was walking up my driveway. I was bigger than him I told him to get the **** off of the property and get his fat butt out of the (private) neighborhood. Another one finger salute emphasized the point. He yelled as he was leaving that he would get me if it took forever. Another one finger salute.

One year later, I was in the same Chebbie and changed lanes on the same road and then in my mirror I spotted a bike cop sliding off of the road on his bike into the median strip and plants. Oops! The dork had been following the same way waiting for me to do it again. As he came up to me car, he yelled "I told you I'd get you later". The judge suspended my license, but soon thereafter I went to another state for school and got a license in that state. Dork had nothing better to do than follow people in their blind spots hoping to get a violation. Almost killed him. What a pity. Now of course I have learned, as you have, to use my mirrors properly to watch the blind spot, and the mirror over the dash to see directly behind.

But I am getting very irritated with these parasites.

worf928

Oh I don't. Not at all. I know these types of things happen far too frequently. I used to get followed a lot by the salivating local revenue collectors. They figured I was out-of-town meat. After a while they got used to the presence of the Sharks though.
In this case the guy was obviously trying to see if he could pi$$ me off enough that I would "show him." It's called entrapment. And it happens a lot.
Been irritated with these parasites since 1990 when I got a ticket because I did a double-clutched rev-matched downshift. (Obviously, I didn't get written up for that. That's what woke the donut eater up. It was the lane change left-right, right-left (with signals) to avoid a Honda-sized pothole that resulted in a ticket for "lane violation.")

Ron_H

Another entrapment tactic is to drive a pickup in the left lane of the freeway at just below the speed limit and create a nuisance. When someone has had enough and flies by on the right, donut hole in the pickup radios ahead for the chase car to write up an unsage lane change or reckless driving. What a sense of self worth these people must NOT have.

JasonO

My local town cops (not the Seattle ones, just go to school there) have pretty much given up on pulling me over. I've gotten away with FAR to many things for it just to be luck... helps to be nice to them too...

Anyway, I've generally only had former 928 owners and guys in Alfa Romeos comment on the car. Kinda neat.

Females couldn't seem to give a hoot. (Unless they happen to be old and gross, which is just scary.)
As a matter of fact, as a female attention attracting car (which really probably doesn't exist), the red 944 has scored more points. Must be the color.

-Jason

SharkSkin

I was at the grocery store yesterday, and had just closed the passenger door and was walking around the back of the car. Two young girls walked by, about 18 and 14. The younger girl was making eyes at the car, while the older one was nudging her as if to say "Don't be so obvious". I got in and started the car, at which point the younger one stopped in her tracks and turned around with a look. Was kind of a cool moment. I bet she had no idea that the car is likely twice as old as she was...

mpesik

Once my car was molested at a public car club . And about 3 years ago I was at a 7/11 and a woman told me my car was beautiful. If I strike up a convo. with anyone-THEN they ask about the car! Other than that you can see them looking in their rear view mirrors, but no one gives me the lead! Funny though ,at a stoplight wearing shades I can see the bastards looking at my car while I'm looking straight ahead.Turn in their direction and they are facing north! -Wierd- You are an enemy here,if you drive a PORSCHE!!! Mike

Ron_H

Dave, those girls work at the Sunnyvale Post Office and recognized you from your picture on the wall there. I was parked farther down the way and they came running over to me screaming "Save us!" "Save us!".

SharkSkin

Dang, I thought I had pulled all those pix down.

Also, today on 280 I oozed past a red mid-80s T-top vette(top off) as I was approaching my exit. All I could see of the driver was a curly blonde mop flying in all directions and a big pair of sunglasses riveted in my direction.

Last Saturday, about 6 kids in a minivan next to me at a stoplight in Santa Cruz were climbing over each other to get a good look at the shark. I grinned and gave a peace sign and in return got a variety of grins and waves, thumbs up, etc.

Very reassuring to know that I'm not the only one that likes to gawk at my shark...

Nicole

I was parking the 928 on Palo Alto's University Avenue on Friday afternoon, with my brother in the passenger seat. As I was reversing into my space behind a yellow Boxster, I noticed three teenage boys who stopped on the sidewalk and watched me park the car.

Initially I thought they'd want to see how the old lady gets that big boat into the tight spot... But when I got out one of the guys asked "What kind of Porsch is that?", to which I replied that it's a 928. They apparently liked the car, and after a bit of small talk, one asked me how much it was. I said that I'm not 100% sure, because I'm not the first owner, but my guess is that it was around $75k when it was new in 1991.

You should have seen the guys' jaws drop when they heard how old the car was. They said they thought it was a brand new model!

One of the guys said that if it's a 928 it's the same as his Mom's second car - but I did not get the impression he ever saw that car (nor knew much about it). Either way, they thanked us and moved on...