It’s not just engineering philosophy linking this pair. Time ties them together, too; a connection forged over 70 years
UNLESS you’re attempting a triple stint at Le Mans, driving a modern performance car quickly is actually pretty easy. Physically, I mean. Hustle a grippy car up a sweeping section of road and the only physical stamina you really require is the strength to reach for the air-con controls. Just in case you get a smidge warm.
But this? This is hard work. I’m sweating. Breathing hard, too. And my forearms hurt. And yet, as I pitch the gorgeous Porsche 356 into another corner and feel its narrow 15-inch tyres start to slide, ever so gently, I can’t help but think modern cars might have lost something. Because this is about as good as driving gets…
The 356 inflicting the physical discomfort/euphoria is no ordinary old Porsche. If you know your classic Porkers you’ll probably have already spotted the extra horizontal louvres sliced into the engine cover, the slimmer chrome bumpers and the worn leather straps that operate perspex windows. All of which indicate this is a 356 Carrera GT. Today Porsche will happily sell you a lightened, hardcore model adorned with an exotic engine taken from its
