[s-cars] RE: Porsche purchase made / beatings commenced

[Pasqualoni, James E]

It's amazing to me that you still have your drivers license.  Wait, I guess
even that's a bit of an assumption ;-)
 
I can think of no one who could appreciate such experiences, in their
totality, the way you do Paul.  Enjoy!  

-----Original Message-----
From: Krasusky Paul (WQQ2PXK) [mailto:WQQ2PXK at ups.com] 
Sent: Thursday, April 07, 2005 9:27 AM
To: s-car-list at audifans.com; Pasqualoni, James E
Subject: RE: Porsche purchase made / beatings commenced




Final chapter for you folks (or just the beginning?).  Read if you're bored
and / or a total dork: 

My buddy picked me up downtown here last night in 'it'.  He turns the corner
and I see the lowest slung silver demon bearing down on me as I wait
curbside.  Yes he made me a veryveryveryveryveryvery VERY proud boy and went
with the GT3.

SCHWING!  Not that the 996tt Cabriolet woulda sucked, at all, but, damn if
the GT3 isn't just a special, special, special car for the history books.

It starts up with a typical P car 'egg beater' clackety clack then quickly
settles into a notably louder than normal barkety bark brapp brapp, with
more than a subtle hint of fury lying beneath.  Exxxxxxxxcellllent.  We
hopped in and went one town over to meet up with his brother in his Dinan
E46 ///M3 and a bud of his, and hit the roads.  To boot...  it was easily
the nicest day of the year so far, perfect near dusk sillyantics.  

The clutch is very heavy and grabby, which was refreshing compared to the
cushy sterile one in the 996tt.  It feels exactly like the Sachs Sport unit
with the Sport Q steel FW that some here have installed (Jim P's old now
Keith M's Avant for example).  First thing you need to make priority
A-NUMBER-ONE is making note of how friggin LOW that front lip is.  My god is
that car SLUNG. 

Throttle response is not sensitive to the grains of sand in the tread of
your sole but to your soul itself, as if the mere muscle fire of your lower
buttock / upper thigh to move your foot unleashes immediate fury.  There is
no wait, the punch is NOW! immediate, and the guttural wailing shrill is
undeniable indefinable unbelievable.  Shredding through the gears of the GT3
is ludi-stupid, the chords it strikes are defyingly inspirational.
Especially catching rev-matched downshifts...  addictive!  But trying to be
mindful of the 4,200 limit for break in (2k miles per stealer's opinion) was
ohsotough.  Esp. that's where the car really begins to not only deliver it's
full stride, but also it's full cacophonous soundtrack.  79 miles on it when
we depart, 145 when we return.  1,855 to go before I can experience what's
reported to be pure 8,200 rpm sublime insanity.  

Regardless, the thing HOOKS UP, hunkers down, and GOES.  That's it.  No
squat, no roll, no nothing but pure instantaneous catapult.  Awesome.  For
comparison the 996tt hits you like the punch of a heavyweight, but with
notably softer gloves and is very forgiving.  The GT2 hits you like a
heavyweight... but with no gloves.  The GT3's punch is immediate, where as
the turbo cars have at least 'some' degree of lag delaying the hit.  

As with the GT2, I'm again CLEARLY reminded of exactly WHY the presence of
double redundant speedos (analog / digital)...  2 reasons:  A) as your brain
reduced to a quivering glob of goo against the rear recesses of your inner
cranium you can barely STRUGGLE the focus to look down for a millisecond and
catch a glimpse of the digital...  the analog is useless at that point, and,
2) by the time the needle sweeps the 8:00 position on the dial you're
already going like 75, where normal analog speedos would read about 35...
the digital nicely quantifies for you that yes you ARE in fact doing 100 in
a 25, which is odd as it feels like 25 and you can stop like it was 25. 

There's a loop of highways here that all tie into e/o in an splendid array
of long sweeping interchanges, on ramps, off ramps, etc. (importantly read
as:  no place for Johnny L).  We strung all three interstates together,
repeatedly (whoops), the 4 of us each taking turns in both cars.  Equally
stunning to flogging a GT3 is simply being witness to one being fully
exercised before you.  Wow.  That is awe inspiring in itself, whether it's
looking from behind, or seeing it in your mirror.  As I explored the limits
of the E46s also 8,200 new found redline (software), the GT3 behind me
commands my complete attention.  It is slung sooo low it looks sinuously
evil and near supercar like in my rearview.  The red shoulder belts they're
wearing can just be seen in my mirror, basking in the splendor of dusk's
sun.  And silver is a verrry appropriate fitting color on that car, esp.
when seen on the road, evocative of the 550.  From behind, the thing strikes
the most positively evilevil stance, scoff, Wide Body's be DAMNED!  The
raking angle, the stuffed cambered wheels, oh mommamia me likely.  

I piloted it back to sunny Hartford to pick up my pedestrian 145k 10 yr. old
warpig and return to reality.  Your best friend in the universe buying such
a toy is a verrrrry good thing.  Very.  It's been pre-determined I'll get
plenty 'o seat time together with him, likely some co-driver LRP events whoo
hooo.  And further pre-determined that when and if he 'moves on' down the
road a bit, I get the deal of the century on it.  Seeing as he STOLE the
fargin thing (desperate dealer give away at $95k from $104k sticker), a few
years down the road you never know. 

In the meantime, keep yer eyes out for it during, say, the month of, um,
August.  Or something and stuff and things.  Yes, that's a Beavis-ism...
fittingly, as that is what I was reduced to yesterday...   Beavis on a sugar
overdose...  you will be too.


(few lame pics for ya here, link @ bottom of page:
<http://www.krasusky.photos.us.com/> http://www.krasusky.photos.us.com/,
also have few 1meg sound bites for those interested)

-Paul his friends are too good to him K. 

ps.  oh ask me about the um TWO cops I innocently cut off that were in my
*very large* blindspot as I merged to exit...  good thing I was going the
speed limit due to traffic / exit ramp.  Ever see CT State Pigs in stock
looking Ford Taurases?  YIKES.