A few yrs back my brother-in-law wanted to drive my car cuz he thought they were the ultimate classy car. Of course I went with him in the passenger seat and all I can say is that he drove it like some old lady( sorry, no disrespect here). The car was lurching and in general not having a good time.
A lightbulb went off in my brain.....since there is no tranmission tunnel or anything to obstruct my foot from slamming his gas foot down to the floor , well, you get the picture. We took off like a good pocket rocket and instantly the car was happy.
I told him that these cars are ment to be driven not babied. When we got back to the house he thanked me for the experience and told me he would never own one because they were way too fast. I thanked the porsche gods for a job well done.
