Ladies and gentlemen, the Boxster S has left the building. While I was able to thrash Porsche PR's rabid roadster on more than a few occasions, she was snowbound for much of her stay. I never got to take the S for a proper road trip, to test her GT abilities. Nor did we share the usual midnight fling through the mean streets of The Renaissance City. But I reckon I had sufficient QT with the Boxster S to get the measure of the beast.

Porsche Boxster S

I reckon the Porsche Boxster S is the world?s best sports car. Before you dismiss my conclusion as the rantings of yet another deluded Porschefile, let me clarify my position. The S is not the world?s fastest sports car? although it recently bested the Ferrari Enzo to claim Road & Track?s crown as the quickest car through the buff book?s slalom. Nor is the S the sexiest thing on four wheels. It?s still the automotive equivalent of Dr. Doolittle?s push-me, pull-you mutant mammal. The Boxster S is the sports car because of the way it handles.  For pistonheads who live to carve corners, the S is the most fun you can have with your clothes on? unless you drive naked.

Porsche Boxster S

If the need for speed is imprinted in your DNA, if you?ve ever turned a wheel in anger, you don?t need me to tell you what a car needs to scratch that itch. It has to be quick. The S blasts from zero to sixty in 5.2 seconds, provides plenty of in-gear grunt and tops out on the far side of 165mph. It has to be nimble. The R&T result speaks for itself; no US legal, stock production passenger car changes direction more quickly than the Boxster S. It has to shed speed like a Labrador loses fur. The S?s brakes are powerful enough to brand you with the side of a pen, should you be foolish enough to leave the writing implement under your seat belt. And it has to howl like a thing possessed. Run the S to redline and you will know why Stratocasters and Marshall amplifiers work so well together. Bottom line: this sucker has it all, and it fits together like God?s crossword puzzle, solved. 

Porsche Boxster S

Anyway, I?ve made my case in my 800 word review. If you think The Sultans of Stuttgart have me in a hypnotic grip, de-program away. But unless you?ve spent some serious seat time in this bad boy, you battle for my soul unarmed. Drive the new Porsche Boxster S, and then call me a liar. If you can?

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