Because everyone deserves a chance, he was eventually tasked with testing
the latest Porsche 911 GT3 Touring. The assignment: to spend some time
with the machine and write down his impressions. In his snobbish, smug
way, he rolled his eyes. What was he supposed to do with a GT3 Touring?
The word “Touring” reminded him of the Deutsche Touring GmbH intercity
buses. The only real option for him was the archetype – the GT3 with the
colossal swan-neck rear wing. (“Enormous” would have sufficed, but his
craving for attention wouldn’t allow it.) Of course, he wouldn’t say no
to the RS version either – RS as in “Really Speedy,” haha, the kind of
car they use in Monaco to pick their kids up from kindergarten. Long
story short: Always go all in. No compromises. GT3-brutal instead of
GT3-touring!
“Drive the Touring or take a hike.” That was the curt reply. Mister Big
Shot quickly turned into Mister Meek and backed down. There are some
people you just don’t want to get on the wrong side of.