WHAT THE FUCK?

For $6,000, This 928 Is On The Ragtop.

You can tell a horse’s age by opening their mouth and looking at their teeth. Popping the hood on this Porsche reveals an engine compartment that looks its age, and in fact is akin to peering into a meth addict’s septic pie hole.

We love the Porsche 928. Just not the tragic, jonesing beater.  We also don’t love pie plate wheels.

We don’t love half ass butcher jobs.

We especially do not like turning the the Contac capsule suppository look of the original into an awkward, stubby nouveau English clown car, like the F-type or the Vanquish Volante.