Appreciating the Journey

THERE IS SOMETHING REALLY SPECIAL about the shape and appearance of the 996 and 986 Porsche generation. Maybe I like it because I saw that brief scene of the 911 Carrera in Gone In 60 Seconds or because it was the Porsche of my generation. While I don’t know the cause of my affinity for Porsche, my family did have some influence.

My brother and my dad started shopping for sports cars in 2013 and although they initially wanted a Porsche 911, they purchased a 2005 Honda S2000. What the S2000 lacked in horsepower and torque, it made up for in driving dynamics and good ol’ reliability. As a passenger, my brother and I would enjoy spirited drives through the countryside and on the track. With my own lumbering Mazda 6, I too fell for the exhilarating experience of track lapping. My brother had his sports car, now I wanted mine.

It was a good time too. I was in my late 20s, I had a good job and I had a place to store it during the winter. I also thought it would be a great way to grow and challenge myself. What better way of challenging myself than by learning how to drive manual and how to maintain a used sports car. It took one year to find the right car, having almost purchased a 1999 Porsche 911 and 2005 Chevrolet Corvette in the process. The Corvette was a surprise but there was something alluring about buying an affordable rocketship. The deals fell through, however, due to my shrewd negotiation tactics. Ultimately I found the perfect car, a 2003 Boxster S with low kilometres, a sweet hard top and all the preventative maintenance done.

I knew that learning how to drive a manual would be challenging. I already stated that above. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve checked traffic reports prior to leaving the house and how meticulously I planned my routes to avoid hills. As I drove the car more, I became more confident and comfortable. It unexpectedly helped me manage my stresses and anxieties. Any anxiety I might have had about driving an automatic-transmission car in big-city traffic was gone. I found that sports-car ownership was not just about spirited driving. It’s about appreciating the journey rather than rushing towards the destination.

What I didn’t expect about owning a Porsche would be how supportive and friendly the Porsche community is. I went to my first coffee social last July and it was great to meet with fellow Porsche enthusiasts. They took kindly to my car’s haggard and muddy appearance as I had taken it to the track a few days earlier and spun out into the grass. I can assure everyone that I didn’t leave the car in that condition for too long. It’s currently in pristine condition in storage and I can’t wait to take it out in the spring. </>

By Melody Zapotoczny, UCR Member

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