OTR18WHEELER

Every 928 owner has one at least.
Although driving a 928 is a thrill in itself, it also involves humility and aggravation , and sometimes you drive away with pride.
Please share your 928 driving adventures here.

OPM928

About 7 years ago I was swiped by a young girl in a hyundai who burst out crying when she got out of the car and saw she'd smashed my tail light. "Oh no I've hit a Ferrari" she sobbed. She stopped sobbing when I consoled and told her that she hadn't in fact hit a Ferrari. "But you've hit a Porsche" I said, and she went back to sobbing.

Nicole

Once, while I parallel parked on University Avenue in Palo Alto, CA, two kids were watching me closely and checking-out the car. When I got out, one of them asked, if this was a 928 (mine is de-badged). When I said "yes", he told me that his mom used to have a 928 when he was little.

A few weeks ago, I came back to my parked car in downtown Santa Cruz, CA. Two men in their upper 50ies were checking it out; one of them telling his buddy loudly that 'this is a 928 - the best car ever made!' We had a nice little chat about the car.

But my favorite happened quite a few years ago. My neighbor had her 11 year old nephew visiting from Kansas. This boy was full of energy, so he frequently roller skated in front of our houses. The first time he saw me wash the 928, he commented that I had a pretty old fashioned car. The second time he came-by, the car was parked in the garage, and he read PORSCHE on the bumper cover. He almost freaked out: "Whoa - you must be rich!!!". My third encounter with him was when I had my front door open, and he could see straight through to the living room. He noticed the modern furniture and asked politely, if he could take a peek inside. Sure - no problem. A few days later, my neighbor asked, if she could see the inside of my home. He had asked her multiple times, if he could live at my place for the rest of his visit in California.

OTR18WHEELER

Jan. 1. 16.
Driving home from Indianapolis 1 am there was very little traffic on I-70, averaging about 72, the only headlights I see in my rear view are of the vehicles I've passed, then about 12 miles from my exit, I notice two vehicles rapidly closing.
I slow down a bit to let them catch up to me before I exit, just curious.(they had to been doin at least 80+ to even get between me and the last truck that I passed).
So just before my exit they catch up, 1 car passes, the other stays behind.
The car that passed took my exit, he was a good 1/4 mile ahead, half way through the exit ramp, I had to break, ' the douche bag driver in the civic, doin 80+, is asceard of curves.
I follow him off the ramp to the next red light, of course civic Is in the left lane.
I love moments like this....
Light turns green, I'm slideways off The start WOT, let off 'cause I'm already at 45mph, ...mr civic ain't even through the intersection yet.

OTR18WHEELER

You made her cry, shame on you.

jwSubMOA

I previously had an 82 automatic I purchased locally. The body was great, except for the ABRA white paint job on top of the factory platinum. The timing belt service had been done and it was in good shape mechanically. The interior on the other hand was nonexistent. Awful seats, no interior panels, headliner or dash. The PO was making an SCCA car. I fabbed a new exhaust for it, full 3 inch with one race muffler. It was a wee bit loud. I go to pick my 10yo daughter up from school, thinking she would get a kick out of it. Instead she walks quickly to the pickup area with her hand over her face, pulls the door open and says "You are dead to me!"

Fast forward to about 3 months ago. I just got back from picking up my new 87 S4 Cassiusrot Murph Stage 3 auto from Florida. I unload it and clean it up a bit, and decide we will try this again. She immediately realizes daddy is in the weird pink car. This one she reaaalllly likes, especially when you blow the tires off. She even likes to help detail this one, I am so proud!

Nicole

I don't like to "show off" - I don't have any urge to do so. But every now and then, someone behaves so obnoxious, he needs to be left behind. Like the guy in his primer grey muscle car sitting next to me at the light, pumping the gas pedal while having one hand at the top of the wheel and the other who knows where...

jwSubMOA

I like when people think I LS swapped it because they are certain Porsche never made a V8. I have a 2013 ZL1 Camaro, this thing will leave it like something broke. I do not show out too much, as it is a "kill a mouse with a sledgehammer" scenario usually.

OTR18WHEELER

Unless the MOUSE is a 201? 5.0 GT Mustang, got him off the line, but I could here him chirping every gear to catch up, he flew by me at 70 like I was in a prius.

stuartbrs

Two stories... Ive worked in schools for a long time and once a young boy asked me "how did you get a Porsche?"... Study hard at school I replied... his shoulders sank and he looked a bit sad.. so I said "nah, just don't ever get married"

Secondly, I had to drop a work vehicle off the other day, and also my car in to get new tyres, so I got a mate to drive the 928 whilst I drove the Van. I must admit, I have been casting a sneaky eye over Cayman`s in the classifieds lately... anyway, my mate thought it might be nice for me to see the 928 swoop past in the fast line.. my god they are just so beautiful on the road, the stance, the look, they own the piece of tarmac they are occupying, I rarely get to see the 928 in motion... no Cayman for me thanks!!

Adk46

I can attest to preferring on most days the old 928 over the Cayman S PDK, which is very close to the epitome of automobile engineering - easy to drive stupidly fast, essentially maintenance-free, etc. The 928 is more special. I have a more intimate relationship with it, although there are risks with any relationship of this nature.

Then again, the scream of a flat six inches behind your head is visceral.

My dentist, a lovely woman, has seen both out the window. For the 928, she said "Oh - that looks more like a sports car than the other one." While she drives Subarus and recently married a guy who drives a Subaru, there's a certain bottom-line value to her remark, don't you think?

Dave H.

you can have both. it's ok.

The Forgotten On

At the Culinary school I go to there is a retired army sargent who is a lovely lady mind you who drive a new blue 911 targa.

We were talking with the security staff as this was just before winter break and they were talking about here car and then I mentioned I had a 928.

She replies, "That's yours? I was wondering who's 928 that was."

So we keep on talking cars for a bit and then she says "when I was stationed in Germany back in 80, that was the car everyone wanted. I'm glad to see someone is still around taking care of one and actually driving it."

It was a pretty nice day and it made me pretty happy to see that someone remembers our cars for what they meant back then and what it means now to own one instead of just what the badge on the front means

OPM928

She made me cry first!

WallyP

Subject: 928s vs Testarossas

Ken Kasik's and Stephen's (don't have his surname) remarks about 928s versus Testarossas yanked a funny memory out of my failing brain. Several years ago I was sitting at a traffic signal in Palm Beach, heading for one of the bridges that connect to the mainland. I had my 82 year old aunt in the car with me.

This particular bridge has only one lane in each direction, but the approach to it has a parking lane to the right of that. There were no cars parked next to me, but about four or five hundred feet ahead there were several cars parked just short of the bridge. A clown pulled up next to me in the parking lane in a TR and proceeded to rev it up like he was on the drag strip at Moroso. When the light changed we both nailed it. My poor old aunt was in deep shock, screaming at me to slow down. I couldn't. The devil was holding my right foot down. (I hate myself when I occasionally do things like that}

We were absolutely neck and neck for the first four hundred feet. The last 100 feet were taken up by Tazio Nuvolari in the TR sliding with all four wheels locked up to avoid smashing into the parked cars ahead of him. I figure that he probably flat spotted about 1500 dollars worth of tires.

My aunt was extremely narrow minded about it. Even after I told her that she had just become part of history by riding in one of the very few cars that ever outdragged a TR on a public street. She of course, could care less, not knowing the difference between a Testarossa and the Graf Zeppelin.

A few days later I parked next to a TR and went to lunch at one of the local hangouts. When I came out the TR was gone and someone had "keyed" my car. I can't get back at him unless I key every TR in Palm Beach, and they're all over the place, and of course they're all red.

My aunt told me that God was punishing me. She may be right, but the guy who works on my car compounded out the scratch and it was worth it. Note to Bill Crosby et al. No lives were endangered. No pedestrians or other cars nearby.

The only damage done was to the TRs tires, and the driver's ego and underwear. Also, when we reached our destination, my aunt, who had been slowing down the past few years, sprang out of the Porsche like an Olympic gymnast and never even thanked me. I felt deep remorse for close to three nano seconds. After all, isn't this one of the things that 928s are about? Besides, I'll bet Tazio will think twice before he tries to drag race anyone in a parking lane again.

Gene O'Rourke