With 204hp and a curb weight of 1680 pounds its power-to-weight ratio is that of a 997!
Formerly So Forgotten That It Became A Residence To A Rodent, This 356 Made The Journey From Outcast To Outlaw
When Porsches first started zipping about U.S. roads in the early ’50s it was considered sacrilege to alter them. ‘Why mess with perfection?’ said the purists behind this complacency. But a couple of So-Cal characters known as the Emery brothers changed all that in the ’60s with their heavily modified 356s. These ‘bastardized’ Porsches became known as Outlaws.
Fred Veitch of Colorado Springs isn’t the first one to emulate the Emery brothers’ conquests but he has definitely taken the Outlaw theme to a whole new level with this turbocharged 1953 Pre-A ‘Gesetzloser.’
Read the complete article w/ more outstanding pics at European Car Magazine
© european carTake a look at the 2010 model year GT3 and it all looks so subtle, doesn’t it? Now you know I’m going to tell you the long list of changes if only to silence your skepticism.
Of all the things making this GT3 really and honestly the best civilian Porsche of all time, item number one is the masses of added downforce fore and aft. All 911 experiences up until the new GT2 included a dose of nervousness. That busy rear end with the axle spitting out all the power and torque available coupled to just a modicum of downforce has consistently made for a dancing front end and a firmer grip on the steering wheel than I’d like.
Complete review – European Car Magazine via Teamspeed
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Demon With A Drop Top
By Karl Funke
The road up the side of Tenerife’s Pico de Teide is about as diabolical as any I’ve driven. Countless blind corners, switchbacks, a marked absence of guardrails, and a fairly rapid elevation ascent all require focused attention. Teide happens to be the highest mountain in Spain, and is also an active volcano that seems to harbor its own weather system. Ensconced within our Lambo Gallardo LP 560-4 Spyder, we cut back and forth with alacrity, in and out of drifting banks of cloud, first brilliant sunshine, then gloom, streaming pennants of mist, rain, and without warning back into blinding sunshine. Add in the unholy wail a couple of feet behind your head, growing ever more vehement with every centimeter of throttle travel, and you’ve got a formula for utter sensory overload.
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