Porsche Boxster S Review

Posted on 09. Oct, 2006 by in Auto News

The English say it's horses for courses. The French say it's horses for main courses. And the German say it's horsepower uber alles Riches. Well, everyone except Porsche. Since '96, the Stuttgart parsimonious rulers have limited their entry level Boxster engine, not to steal big brother Carrera thunder. Porsche policy is in direct conflict with Mercedes and BMW, the. Happy to pump up the volume of vehicles that need more speed, like an overweight caffeine addict needs a bottle of Black Beauties That's just mean, the Boxster deserves proper Motorvation. And now, finally, it has them.

Do not ask me why Porsche decided suddenly, the Boxster S '3 0.2-liter engine with the Cayman S update the 295PS 3.4-liter six-cylinder short stroke. Unlike his sexy coupe and slightly stiffer frame, the Cayman extra 15 horses and 15 ft.-lbs. by Twist provided the primary justification for stumping up the $ 6k difference between the ragtop roadster and its hard-top twin. Well, why bother? Yes, generates the Boxster S 'roof roaring wind speed. Yes, the body turns more in the corners (not that you notice it in an absolute sense). But when you joined the Boxster S Club, you will not spend a femtosecond wish you had bought more expensive whippet snapper.

You will, however, wish you had more traffic safety. If you regularly have access to 50 miles of easy trafficed carefully monitored winding mountain road asphalt got, you'll run out of corners, long before you run out of desire, the wind from the Boxster S 'silky sonorous six. Although there was nothing wrong with the way that is "old" 987 carved-up the curves, the gradual increase of the Boxster S, the speed-crazed violent sublime in the ridiculous. Porsche Roadster is finally fast enough to scare you. To it. What is even more shocking. To it.

The new model owes borrowed his aggressive nature of Cayman gear. The shorter first and second gear ratios all but eliminating the Boxster S 'pre-Variocam was what git-go, the German roadster Tyson-esque stamp for a moment. Second course is particularly useful in the "current and plenty of power" sense of the word. Third gear is relentless, in the "you will sleep there in that cell with Bubba" sense of the word. Just as important, you can now buy your S with 19 "wheels. Unless you expensive Porsche Active Stability Management to order, the resulting ride is stiff as a triple Stoli straight up. And twice as intoxicating.

In dry conditions, making the Boxster mid-engine balance, masterful suspension and fat rubber is practically impossible to break the rear end loose so you do cornering limits by drivers stratospherically priced cars Maranello prepared satanic mechanics enjoyed exploring. If and when you over-cook, Porsche Active Suspension Management steps and saves your bacon. Turn the handle and Nanny overwhelming rear grip is even less likely than secure a cabin in a Manhattan 3:00 snowstorm. Drift Kings is not mandatory, but the new Boxster S is not about tire smoke machismo. It's about the triggering of the light fantastic.

In fact, the Boxster S 'competition better hope that the old saw is only as good a car as the brakes wrong. Unlikely as it sounds, the new S' brakes are even more anxiety reduction than the previous binders. Porsche drivers know the companies engaging curious now before acclimation to the Boxster brake initially sensitive. It is worthwhile once mastered, provide the four-piston aluminum monobloc-anchor (with new vacuum brake booster) continuously, endlessly reliable retardation.

And another thing: when the speed emblem big three, the Boxster S 'raspy exhaust note hardens into something not unlike a jet turbine. It is not nearly as addictive as the old BMW M5 burble and roar, but then an insatiable taste for Chateau Margaux less convincing than a crack cocaine habit is (for the same expensive). Now that the M V10 like a diesel delivery van/F1 racer sounds, there's only one thing better than one allegro con concerto Boxster S: a Boxster S equipped with an exhaust MAXFLOW. Even without the decibel gain (kill the spare cat) mods if you like Sex and Violins, the Boxster S is your car.

Now more than ever, the higher horsed Boxster S is a fun machine as the 911th $ 50k Porsche and WAY up Convertible Roadster is simply a more willing and nimble dance partner as the company's ass-engined slot car. The new engine makes the Boxster S (and its Cayman cousin) only slightly slower than base Carrera, so the 911 diddy rear seats and snob value are the only benefit. In other words, there is no good reason not a Boxster S (children if you cane?) buy and use the difference to your monthly nut reduce.

It's a shame that it has taken a decade Stuttgart to its mid-engine marvel with an engine capable of living up to his phenomenal chassis, remarkable match suspension, steering and unparalleled world-class brakes. Oh and for the record, it's still not enough. I've driven by a 400HP Cayman. In any language, the car is the definition of hangs out. Boxster Broker: You have broken the barrier. Now they bring.