So I've been a Porsche fan for as long as I can remember. The first auto race I remember watching on TV was when my dad and I cheered for Derek Bell driving a 962 at Mid Ohio. In high school, I cheered for various GT2 and GT1 Porsches. Fast forwarding to August '18, years of building credit good credit and paying off debt finally put me in the position to buy a fun car after my dual-purpose VW GTI was totaled. I managed to get an unsecured loan from Lightstream at a great rate, with the only criteria being that I had to buy a car. A friend pointed out that instead of another understeery FWD hatchback, I could own a proper mid-engined sports car. It was time to find a Porsche of my own. A few test drives of local cars determined that I would fit under the low roof line with my helmet on. Internet research suggested that the 2.7 engine would have fewer failures than the 3.4, so I narrowed my search down to base Caymans for a fly & drive. That brings us to my car. It popped up on Autotrader with no photos, so I reached out to the dealer for details. They sent a nice video walkaround of the car, and I knew when I saw the color combo that she was the one:
After some negotiation with the internet sales person, and a delay to have the headliner changed, I arranged a long weekend to fly down to Charleston and drive it back to Nashville. To celebrate the car being water cooled, it rained the whole weekend.
I was confident enough in the car that I didn't opt for a PPI. The first of many things that will leave me uninvited from the PCA gala. Some paperwork and a big check later, and we were on the road!
Drove halfway and spent the night in Atlanta to visit my girlfriend. Took the scenic route back home from there:
What a car! With the engine right over your shoulder, just starting her up becomes an event. I've heard a lot of cars being described as having go-kart like handling, but she *actually* handles like a kart. Next update: giving her a once-over to get ready for the track: