I was driving my SPF MKII from southern Oregon to southern California two days ago. We had just passed over the OR/CA state line and had to stop at the Agriculture Inspection Station. For those who don't know, all vehicles entering California must go through a border crossing of sorts where they ask you to declare any fruits, vegetables or animals in the vehcle. The purpose of this must be to keep the rest of the country's bad things out of California.
As I pull up to the agent/guard, I notice a shiny black Porsche pulling up behind me. We make a quick joke or two with the agent (where would we hide any of that bad stuff in this car?) and then slowly pull away (lots of police looking people around).
We are in the last of the Siskiyou mountains before dropping down into the Shasta basin. I accelerate smoothly from zero to about 65 MPH. In not too much time I see the Porsche coming up next to me in the left lane. It is a Black Turbo - very new. Black wheels and tinted windows, very nice. The driver is on a cell phone. We both start to pick up the pace. Mind you, I have my wife and dog in the car. At around 80 MPH I hold it and let the Porsche drift ahead about 30-50 yards. Then it happens.
POW, I see car parts scatter and a large deer twisting and flipping about 10 feet in the air above the Porsche. I see radiator fluid dumping on the ground. The Porsche slows down quickly in a straight and controlled manner. The deer has already hit the pavement having gone completely over the Porsche. It all happened so quickly. We are by in a flash - I never took my foot of the throttle. My wife says that the windshield to the P-car was not damaged, but the front end is gone. If the Porsche wasn't there, there is a good chance it could have been my hit.
Bad day for the Porsche driver and a worse day for the deer. Thanks to the Porsche for taking the bullet that easily could have been mine. Maybe the thread should be titled "GT40=1 Porsche=0" instead?
As I pull up to the agent/guard, I notice a shiny black Porsche pulling up behind me. We make a quick joke or two with the agent (where would we hide any of that bad stuff in this car?) and then slowly pull away (lots of police looking people around).
We are in the last of the Siskiyou mountains before dropping down into the Shasta basin. I accelerate smoothly from zero to about 65 MPH. In not too much time I see the Porsche coming up next to me in the left lane. It is a Black Turbo - very new. Black wheels and tinted windows, very nice. The driver is on a cell phone. We both start to pick up the pace. Mind you, I have my wife and dog in the car. At around 80 MPH I hold it and let the Porsche drift ahead about 30-50 yards. Then it happens.
POW, I see car parts scatter and a large deer twisting and flipping about 10 feet in the air above the Porsche. I see radiator fluid dumping on the ground. The Porsche slows down quickly in a straight and controlled manner. The deer has already hit the pavement having gone completely over the Porsche. It all happened so quickly. We are by in a flash - I never took my foot of the throttle. My wife says that the windshield to the P-car was not damaged, but the front end is gone. If the Porsche wasn't there, there is a good chance it could have been my hit.
Bad day for the Porsche driver and a worse day for the deer. Thanks to the Porsche for taking the bullet that easily could have been mine. Maybe the thread should be titled "GT40=1 Porsche=0" instead?
