Porsche Perfected

If there's one thing in the world I love, its my wonderful girlfriend. (beauty, brains, personality: check) If there are two things, well they would be her and the classic Porsche 911. It's rash and crude to compare women to cars, so I'll keep it to a minimum. Watching an air-cooled Porsche 911 drive down the street, you'll notice that men whip their heads around to stare. The same phenomenon occurs when she (yes, her) walks down the street. The identical salivation and awkward staring leaves me less than inclined to leave either unattended.
Before I put my foot in my mouth, and offend some of you dear readers, I think I'll turn my attention to a remarkable car that has appeared among the sorts of websites my fellow car nerds and I peruse: the Singer 911.
Autoblog tells you that its based on an 80's 911, with full carbon bodywork yadda yadda.
Horsepower, torque, suspension.

Leave that aside, just look at it. It screams classic 911 while simultaneously screaming by you on the highway. Imagine a car with modern performance (0 to 60: 3.9s) that oozes class the way this does.
This is a Porsche lovers Porsche.
I want one.


And one more gratuitous shot I'll leave for you to drool over. As for the girl, well she's mine to drool over. Get your own.