Speaking of itches, when I was between 8 and 14 years old I walked to school and had to walk through a Porsche dealership. It was the mid-seventies and for a kid that grew up watching Cale Yarbrough and Bobby Allison duking it out (literally) on Sunday afternoons and greats like Jackie Stewart and Phil Hill on the other side of the pond that walk was equal parts pleasure and pain.
So a proper rear-end rear-engined 911 was always looming. Was...
Very nice! I got mine a little over 3 months ago.