As the Q7 lives out its twilight years with us, I ponder its replacement – a harder decision than any Porsche I may buy.
I’m invited to drive the GT3RS.2 this Monday. As somebody who is currently in denial, will this brief encounter spark my interest again, or enforce the notion that a 997 RS.1 is good enough?
This is me here telling you guys to buy this freaking kickin’ rad game of epic proportions. I played it and it ripped a hole in the fabric of my space time continuum.
Ray Winstone leads a pack of rogues in a case of revenge and redemption. Not first without parting with 400 C bombs.
The wettest track day ever, combined with a rear engined, rear wheel drive car on Michelin Pilot Sport Cups = many 50 pence, 5 pence moments. Still doesn’t detract from the sheer awesomeness of the GT3RS.
The Green RS springs on me familiar feelings of comfort through competence and excellence.
Snow owns the shit out of me.
As the 360 version demonstrates the ‘dumbing down’ culture of video games, it’s a beautiful show of support by Bioware by providing us PC die-hards with a better looking, more intelligent version of a stellar game.
Enough visual spectacle to ensure it remains your BluRay demo disc for at least a decade.
Whilst telling Porsche GB that they would benefit mostly from a reach-around, I decide to take matters into my own hand and buy myself a replacement car.
A beautiful, stirring, originally made, acoustically brilliant take on the Lebanon Wars and the folly of man.
I applaud one of the greatest films of 2009 as Moon wraps up a decade of spectacular film.
My face is awash with tears of short term nostalgia as I reminisce old days with the Focus RS on its day of departure. Read: Thieves desperate to steal my car, so Focus RS is now sold.
Porsche officially launch the new GT3 RS in the UK. Screw the recession, this I gotta get.
As I extend my delusions of grandeur to a new plane of existence, I decide that getting a proper race license is somehow a good idea.
One of the greatest horror movies I’ve ever seen makes me shit my pants for 4 days solid.
Alpina gets a major part of it’s restoration complete, as it comes out of the bodyshop sparking with newfound youth and vigour.
Who wouldn’t want to be the Fantastic Mr. Fox?
Knockout – just what my tired ears have been waiting for. I want to, nay, need to hear more of this.
Haunting sounds and beautiful soundscapes
….so then does every other interest fade. For now
I enjoy the greatest driving game ever made. Well, apart from Hard Drivin’ and Race Drivin’.
Modern Warfare 2 is perhaps the worlds first Hollywood style franchise action game – bigger, louder, more expensive – but is it better?
I’ve been running around like a headless chicken, jumping from car to car, all in good faith, mind. However, I end up a loner as Porsche do a dirty on me.
As the Focus RS rips its own backside to shreds in a valiant demonstration of capability and merit, a dawning realisation is thrust upon me.
I treat myself to an RS, although probably not the type you’re thinking of!
GT3 is sold in a frenzied panic of commerce and sensibility, whilst Bdog ponders his decisions over a late mug of coffee during a game of Forza 3
I express an epic monologue of a rant to reverberate across the walls of parliament and council.
3000bhp prowls the streets of London, taking pictures and posing for some too, courtesy of Metropolitan Police.
Another super duper day at the wonderful Snetterton, this time in the new GT3. “What are the differences?”, I hear you all ask in a chorus of poetic voice.
Further exposure gives the GT3 more time to shine as I explore some of its further territories, closing in on limits as much as one can on the road. In the name of educating others, of course.
So now I gotta call the car ‘red’ to differentiate between the new and old GT3. Don’t think of it as a name. Anyone who names their car needs mental help. They suck.
First picture of the new GT3 arrives bathed in the sexiest clothes possible for a car.
Frankfurt motorshow launches the new Porsche GT3 RS, I need no further excuse to pop over.
Batman in ‘I’m gonna git you Joker’ shocker. Cue, lots of bone breaking and flesh pounding. Bats is back.
An incredibly absorbing tale of racial intollerance, set in a sci-fi genre, using top grade acting and improv.
Jolly nazi romp that intimidates and tickles in equal measure.
Iraqi war drama surrounding the gung-ho exploits of U.S. Army bomb disposal experts.
Porsche responsible for causing mass confusion and hysteria (but seriously, how hot does this look?)
This month I’ll be mostly fighting insurance assessors.
A great little go-kart track allows us a bit of farewell drifting in the GT3.
After two and a half years of awesome love / love relationships, I have put the car up for sale. Time has flown with this car, but imminent arrival of the new car means this must go. Good price too.
I know it’s not car related but this really needs a mention. I am quivvering with excitement and am having difficulties containing myself. Tron Legacy (or as it used to be called, TR2N) is coming.
Andreas Preuninger posing in awesome summer wear in front of the new GT3
Two GT3’s flank a new GTR in a failed attempt to grab some decent photos.
Transformers 2 is, as promised, bigger, louder, crisper, sharper and more demented than any movie has any right to be.
Terminator Salvation reignites one of the best movie franchises to ever exist with style and verve. This is a 400g rare fillet steak.
GT3 Mk2 Preview event at Silverstone showed the one and only RHD GT3 in the world, together with a technical breakdown of the new car. Oh and some juicy information about the new GT3 RS.
Really didn’t think colour would be such a difficult choice with the Gen2 GT3. At first, white looked a suitable choice but echo’s of ‘been there, done that’ played through my mind. How the hell would neighbours see that I’d got a new car? Then I looked at the new Aqua Blue, which is a [...]
France provides me with some ideal, farewell memories before I make a decision to part from the GT3.
Society punishes the obedient and rewards the reckless (bike stolen again). They stole my bike. My bike was stolen. Again. Taken from me. Without consent.
Cute cats, sewn eyes and kings dinners – Coraline paints a picture of fantasy unlike any other.
Thank you JJ Abrams. Star Trek returns, has sold its soul to the devil and is guaranteed a new lease of life. Hello Stardate future!
Clint Eastwood reminds the world why he still is the powerhouse we know. Incredibly moving film concerning ambition and sacrifice.
Amazing how Simon Pegg has cracked Hollywood. Despite an all star cast, concept is weak and the plot is vacuous.
Tyson – animal or poet? Never would have considered this question before but the film is genius enough to warrant debate.
Keifer is cool, the idea is cool, so why did this movie suck?
Colin Farrell and Ed Norton bash the shit out of each other in movie about cops getting pissed with cops.
Guns, spaghetti, attitude and sand in the face, Gomorra’s sorry take on modern Mafia life is a dirty slap in the face.
Muscles from Brussels is an instant hit as he combines art-house, self parody and action adventure. Awesomes!
Going in for my operation tomorrow. Back in November, I pulled a muscle (ripped a tendon from the bone) in my shoulder. It’s been getting worse, steroid injection helped – for a day. Wish me luck for tomorrow’s key-hole!
Washing the Q7 was a mammoth task but the results were amazing.
Q7 doubles up as a black hole and devours a scooter. Naturally, none of this is true, but for the sake of literary license, please understand the validity of the claim.
Holy shit Keanu you really fucked this one up. We thought the earth was ours. Please, Keanu – take it back.
If you’re gonna grab a girl, don’t make it the daughter of ex CIA fuck nut, Liam Neeson. Prepare for a rollercoaster.
Like a kid in a candy store, I go mental at Porsche speccing the new car.
Henzarozza ditches his M3 for a car that can actually give him a chance on circuit. His replacement, a 997 GT3, looked awesome in the sun today.
A welcome return to a Porsche Boxster that is enjoyed during some generous summery days.
A stunning meld of character, visual effects and a storyline that has no evidence of Hollywood interference.
Chasing zen and the ultimate driving accolade, the GT3 brings me closer to my spiritual place of content whilst at Silverstone.
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Another trek, lugging myself around from one VIP lounge to another, having to put on a brave face with models after models asking me for my deepest desires and wishes, surrounded by exotic machinery and first class food. The sacrifices I put myself through…
Conflicts within Nissan are creating flare ups in the community. The public are revolting and these race animals want to know how to use their cars without exploding them into a billion pieces of titanium and carbon.
Button mashing, thumb blisters, nostalgia and infuriating defeat at the hands of 8 year olds across the world
I remember selling my Skyline GTR to buy the Porsche because it was cheaper to run, more economical and cost less to own! Ah bitter sweet irony.
I watched a film that made me question the things I value in life. Perhaps this movie should be part of the curriculum.
Daniel Day Lewis as powerhouse Plainview in a tale of prospectors engaged the great oil rush of 19th century America.
As details of the new GT3 Mk2 are released globally, Blow Dog suffers cerebral apoplexy as a result of uncontrollable muscle reflexes and child like whooping noises. Timing is a mass conflict of yes and no as it’s a perfect opportunity to upgrade, but then the world has gone to shit.
Stolen bike replaced by one that exceeds my skills a million percent.
Fiat takes the fight to Mini – please don’t let this car outsell itself.
Hey – It’s bargain time. Let’s go shopping. You may not have any money, we may be paupers, the economy may be forcing us to go uphill racing on the marmite motorway, but what’s a little fantasy shopping between friends?
The excellent dramatisation of the bout between Frost and Nixon in the 70’s – both looking to save a career at the expense of the other.
An enjoyable, if forgettable, contemporary war simulation that mixes humour and realism to provide an exciting single player campaign and long lasting multiplayer benefits.
The other side of the Hartnoll brothers, this is more closely resembling of Orbitals old work.
Mickey Rourke in thundering, depressing tale of loneliness, desperation and sacrifice. And some bad ass wrestling too.
Apparently there’s no money left in the world. Let’s cheer for capitalism. Or was it socialism? Although I did hear we were close to communism. I could be the walrus…
Left 4 Dead, Valves latest masterpiece based on the HL2 engine, breaks convention and unleashes new life to the online gaming arena not seen since Counter Strike.
Going Drum n Bass crazy lately and this from Hospital Records is an often pimped out album. Not convinced though…
What do the Hartnol brothers do now that Orbital doesn’t exist? They go their own ways and continue to create music as they know best.
The inexcusably brilliant Sandman now in collectors hardback. Gaiman’s masterful tales of omnipotent beings inextricably linked to daily human lives.
My presence at Silverstone provoked inexplicable directional changes to the GT3, ultimately altering trajectory and velocity in an almost out of control, yet perfectly placed, balletic display of show-boating and one upmanship. (Read; oversteer everywhere)
So it’s been over 2 years since the launch of the current model 997GT3. I’ve owned this car for the same time, having bought this car from new and yadda yadda yadda, you know the rest. But with these images released and talk of product details launching end of this month, my mouth salivates with [...]
Having mastered the M3 CSL for the extended period he owned it, opting for a factory new E92 M3 was proof of Henrys avoidance of expected conventionalism. Excellent at doing the GT thing and equally competent on circuit. A couple of cheeky photos with the C2 Alpina showed a comical trace of the 3 series bloodline that went back over 22 years.
This was on a trip between the Nurburgring and Papenburg. There’s a fantastic delimited motorway between these two locations that lasts for about 100 miles.
I saw an indicated 207MPH on this trip which was an incredible experience. You can empty a fuel tank on this autobahn in 20 mins.
997 GT3 and 535d BMW on Autobahn
Henry [...]
Yeah it’s been a nice year. In removing the Golf from the household, we need a replacement family steed – in steps the Q7.
I can feel the anger already and I’ll only plead you dispel with your internet raging so I may justify the reasons for having what is possibly the largest utility vehicle this [...]
In my chaotic deliberations of the last year, I’ve ommitted to share with the world wide intraweb some of the more interesting acquisitions I’ve made of late, specifically this Alpina C2 2.7.
I’ve been looking for an E30 BMW (80’s 3 series BMW) for a couple of years now and have just been watching them with [...]
Way back in 2003 when I had finished pretty much all my work for the V-Spec Nur GTR, I was approached by Cargo magazine, an American mens lifestyle magazine. For its launch issue, they wanted to showcase a handful of cars that the US market were not able to obtain and the GTR was one [...]
Casting my mind back even as recent as last year, the thought of impending rain on a trackday would do nothing other than send me into a fit of depression that could be broken only by the decision to return home and chew my own face off.
Aside from rain at the ‘ring (that’s a [...]
Main article has already been posted.
Anyway, here’s a video of a chase with the camera in my car and following Glenn who’s a Porsche Cup racer (had to add that in) in his GT3 RS.
Apologies for the stupid camera placement, I’m a recording n00b and I should know better.
Cem’s GT3 + Glenn’s GT3 RS Snetterton [...]
I play with Dirk Schoysman in the Falken Race car at the Nurburgring GP circuit in my own Nur – only a fly-by, but great noise.
Around Nurburgring GP circuit, November 2003 (R34 Skyline GTR V-Spec 2 Nur)
A certain well known black car plays with a certain well known sparkling silver car with some serious high speed driving on an autobahn. German Autobahn, November 2003 (R34 Skyline GTR V-Spec 2 Nur x 2)