Jealousy

Originally Posted by Perfectlap

But the positive comments far outnumber the not so positive. Probably 100-1
THe guy at the fast food place drive-thru (no I didn't eat in the car) asked me if I was going to leave a tip for his Porsche fund. He wasn't kidding.

Hey, ya can't fault the kid for trying! With an attitude/approach/line like that...the kid will probably have one before Blinkwatt did!!

[rbennett]

There are hardly any other Porsches in my city, I see a Boxster about once every 5 weeks. So people think I am driving some very exotic sports car!

On a daily basis, I get a rice burner (ya know the type I'm talking bout, big stainless steel mufflers with a big rear wing) pull along side of me and start racing their engine.

I never acknowledge them

[SD987]

"Never signal lest you give away the element of surprise."

Good one ! SD987 has a new funny line to use !

"Both my rear fog lights work, so I just let off the throttle and pull out the rear fog lights and they always slam on their brakes. If they come up a second time, they get the real tap of the brakes. "

I only have one fog light wired but I agree...this technique can be effective. There are alot of cars that can go faster than a Boxster, but very few that can stop quicker. Occasionally I'll get hassled by someone who needs to be reminded of this.

My pet peeve is people pulling out in front of me, in all circumstances but particularly if I'm making a turn around a corner (say a left-hand turn while someone coming toward me is making a right against a red). I don't think folks are prepared for how the Box can turn on a dime and come so quickly out of a turn.

Maybe because Porsches are so common in SD, I don't notice exceptionally annoying behavior from other drivers when driving mine. I get just as many racing come-ons driving the SLK. One oddity I've noticed recently is that alot of pickup truck and SUV owners mistake the torquey feel of their engines for general performance capability. They often engage in "racing" behavior when pulled up next to me, and of course are quickly slapped-down like red-headed stepchildren.