Background
When the Porsche 911 930 Turbo hit the roads in 1975 it was designed to nip at the heels of cars like the Lamborghini Countach and the Ferrari BB 512. It did, kind of, but a 300cc increase in capacity in 1978, along with a reduction in rear spoiler size from ‘whale tail’ to tea tray’, helped boost its performance, performance that now included the benchmark 60mph arriving in around five seconds.
A long-time poster hero, it joined the Countach – and Sam Fox and Linda Lusardi - on the bedroom walls of countless teenage boys. In fact, it was so iconic that it was probably the car that led to the unfortunate 80’s phenomenon of applying the moniker ‘Turbo’ on everything from bicycles to toasters.
And while today’s 911 Turbo is a technological marvel that bristles with a four-wheel-drive chassis and the sort of space station-like electro-trickery that sees them in the hands of folk like Bill Gates, the original was bought by men like Steve McQueen and Led Zeppelin’s famously pugilistic manager, Peter Grant - a man always more inclined to punch you in the face first and shake your hand later. A bit like the car, then.
Because, in stark contrast to its more woke siblings, the original 930 3.3-litre 911 Turbo is an untamed, savage beast albeit one that doesn’t deserve its reputation for punishing the unwary by flinging them backwards through hedges at shocking velocities. (That said, even the Germans nicknamed the car ‘der Witwenmacher’, or ‘The Widowmaker…)
Later variants, like the one you see here, were bought by Gordon Gecko-wannabees, men who carried oversized Motorola phones, wore red braces, and had a penchant for Bolivian marching powder.
Built like a brick out-house, they’re thunderously loud and still quick enough to scare the unwary. Better balanced that you might think, a well-sorted, well-maintained, and well-fettled one is a thing of joy - and a flippin’ good investment.
You’ve just got to pick the right one. Like this.







