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.
Rich residents of London are notoriously upset with richer foreigners who summer in the British capital, filling the streets with supercars. Recently, one of these Brits egged a Ferrari. Shit just got real.This particular incident occurred on fancy-fancy Sloan street over the weekend. As a yellow Ferrari 458 Spider pulls up to a light, an egg flies down at the window, splattering over the interior and the woman driving.
Yesterday morning an older gentleman named Bill called our establishment saying he had a car he needed to sell, he told me he had a “pristine 2006 Mercedes CLK 500 that was being transported from CA to FL along with a Porsche, a GT-R, a Ferrari and a BMW. The truck was involved in some sort of fire but I don’t know how badly the car was damaged. It might be just some smoke damage.
Holger Schubert is a man with superb taste, as evidenced not only by his amazing 512BBi, but also by the gorgeous workspace/garage/art gallery he’s built to accommodate it. There are no corny framed photos of waterfalls with trite inspirational messages on Schubert’s immaculate glass walls, and he doesn’t need them—the Boxer provides limitless motivation. Schubert shares with us his thoughts on the space and the car.
The 928 was introduced as what Porsche saw as the replacement for the 911. They don’t make the 928 anymore, so you know how that panned out. Today, it’s the Porsche for the man that knows that Porsche builds fantastic rear-engined, flat-six, manual transmission sports cars, and wants none of that. Instead, what you get is a V8, German Corvette with rear seats and a dog-leg trans.