o... I did a thing. Despite my love for my 993 Carrera 2, the allure of a Clubsport-spec car with a prominent wing became irresistible, especially in a vibrant color. As fate would have it, the opportunity arose, and I seized it to become the proud owner. Originally a Speed Yellow C2 manual, this car underwent a remarkable transformation over the years, meticulously documented in the renowned build thread known as "The Jackals Forge." Many regard it as the epitome of a 993 RS Clubsport build, boasting a genuine RS 3.8 engine—a rarity among tributes.

Frustratingly for me, the car was delivered two days before a surprise holiday to Jamaica. Don't get me wrong, I’m not asking for sympathy here. That needs to be directed toward my fiancee as I spent the holiday pining for the Porsche in-between Pina Colada's. The weather was good on delivery day and I had just enough time for a quick spin in the car to get coffee with my good friend Maris. Even though we only scratched the surface, the car left quite the impression. I am fortunate enough to own a small collection of driver focused German machinary - a BMW M3 CSL, M2 CS and Audi S4 Avant - but the RS rep is a real assault on the senses.

Obviously, it was a gentle introduction despite everything telling me this was a very capable car that would reward me with harder driving. The chatter of that single mass flywheel when you lift off the clutch, and that pure flat six engine unleashed and not dampened by sound proofing is quite something. The driving position in those Recaro pole positions is quite something also.

After a week of looking at photos of it from a Caribbean beach, it was time to take it out again. This time for a longer getting acquainted drive down to the Car Audio Security cars and coffee season opener in Hayes, West London. A great turnout of all genres and marques. I was incredibly fortunate to receive the Meguiar’s prize for car of the meet. I’m not great with attention, the car suggests otherwise, but I’ve bought it due to the passion I have for it, and for me it’s the halo moment of air-cooled 911s. On a sunny day this experience takes some beating. So the next day I displayed it at the Bicester Heritage we are scramblers Hagerty in the hangar meet for 90s cars. What a weekend! It definitely stands out for sure, I had a few ‘did I see you on the M40?’ messages.

As I write this I’m on the train down to Oxfordshire to collect it from a service and checkover at Wrightune, who came recommended through friends and I’m aware of their involvement with the 9WERKS channel. This Sunday I’m off to the Peak District for a meet called ‘Porkers in the peaks’ involving some spirited driving with friends old and new. As you can tell, I’m cramming it in currently. Smiles per miles guaranteed, which is a rather good thing looking at the petrol prices!