Background
Pick a decade, any decade. Now name a car that encapsulates all that it involved. For the fifties, perhaps a Mercedes-Benz 300SL. Twenties, oh a Bentley of some variety (take your pick: 3 litre Sport; Super Sport; 4½ litre; or Speed Six). With either though, there remains a bit of wriggle room – an argument for a close competitor or rival. However, turn to the Eighties and there’s only one choice: a Porsche 911.
Nothing else comes close. Think Gordon Gecko and ‘greed is good’, Maggie Thatcher’s blue nose boys in the city going hell for leather on the stock exchange, holding up thick wads of cash and shouting ‘loadsamoney’ at the top of their voices. Oh, and then driving home – or to their club – in their Turbo or Carrera.
While today this 911 can still conjure all of the above images, the negative connotations have been somewhat removed leaving just one cool car.
As a 1986 3.2-litre Carrera you get 231bhp from the air-cooled flat six, so it’s no slouch, whipping the 911 from 0-60mph in a whisker over 6sec and taking it on through to 152mph. As a Targa, well you know the rest… whip it off for a bit of sunshine goodness.
Come 1986 and the 928 should have consigned the 911 to the scrap yard and history books, but as we all know that didn’t happen. Why? Examples like this one demonstrate the exact reason why.







