Iâ€™ve long been a fan of 911s and 964s in particular and was fortunate enough to own two 964 RSâ€™s when they were still unfashionable (read: cheap), and they remain one of my favourite cars.
I have always been practical in my automobile purchases, treating cars as efficient transportation (a.k.a. mobile garbage bins) and a seemingly endless parade of four-door iron from Detroit and Japan has touched down in my driveway for abuse.
Winters in the UK always provide a good test of a performance carâ€™s everyday-usability. Iâ€™ve enjoyed the benefits of a decent stereo, buttock-toasting heated seats and the excellent Xenon headlights on cold evening jaunts.
Having bought the car to fulfil the dual roles of everyday driver and occasional trackday warrior, it was time to find out whether the Cayman could deliver.
Real life with cars. That's the auto-journals strapline, and gaining an insight into long-term ownership of pulse-quickening motors is what makes this site such a pleasure to browse.
All driving enthusiasts have their own totemic tracts of tarmac.
For many, their 30s are a turning point, a time for taking a fresh look at their lives and realising dreams, and I am no exception.
Why a 944? Why buy a 17 year old car (which it was, when I purchased it back in October 2001) to use as my only, everyday, 200 mile a week plus, form of transport?
The day of my Porsche Driving Experience (PDE) had arrived, but it hadn't got off to a promising start.
Alfa SZ or RZ? TT Coupe or Roadster? Exige or Elise? Personally I have always found coupes, rather their chop-top siblings, to be the cars that float my boat.