Porsche offers two 7-speed gearboxes: a dual-clutch automatic with paddle shifters or the world’s first 7-speed manual. I’m a manual diehard. For me, the Carrera isn’t fast enough to require the rifle-bolt shifts of the dual-clutch gearbox, whereas the 530-horsepower Turbo S absolutely needs it. But this automatic is faster than the stick (60 mph in 3.9 seconds versus 4.3) and delivers an impressive 20 mpg city, 27 mpg highway. It’s programmed to fi t every mood, from soft cruise to redline-banging shifts in “Sport Plus” mode. It’s also too easy to terrorize neighborhoods by paddling back into fi rst gear and listening to the exhaust snort and crackle. It’s retuned to sound even angrier than the outgoing Carrera GTS. I never drove around town without it.
The all-new interior and its slim, tapering center stack derive from the Panamera, which means there are lots of buttons to decode. After a few minutes, they’re as easy to find as Braille. The navigation system is one of the industry’s best, with clear graphics, live traffic, and the ability to display the map on the instrument panel, next to the central tachometer, along with other vehicle functions. It’s one of the most intuitive luxury features you can buy anywhere.
Now might be at good time to discuss the $30,000 worth of options on our car, like the heated and cooled sport seats and sunroof, which drive the as-tested price to $125,490. Actually, there’s not much to discuss. It’s German and everything, even the colored wheel caps, comes a la carte.
You could call yourself a victim, but that’s like Warren Buffet complaining about paying too little income tax. If you can afford to sit in a 911 every day, most people—after they give up trying to chase you—would just call you lucky.
Clifford Atiyeh can be reached at email@example.com.