The Honda S2000 - Quicker Than a Porsche Boxster?
There are determined things in life that will all the time catch you off guard. It's these little surprises that often make life worth living and I would strongly propose embracing them. Often the mundane aspects of everyday life get on top of us and can weave a bit of disillusionment. That said, when something comes along that thoroughly alters your perceptions, it makes you sit up and take notice...maybe even take stock of your life. Anyway, I'm waffling now, let me justify what has white-washed me with this existentialist guff.
The Honda S2000 - Quicker Than a Porsche Boxster?
The Honda S2000 - Quicker Than a Porsche Boxster?
The Honda S2000 - Quicker Than a Porsche Boxster?
The Honda S2000 - Quicker Than a Porsche Boxster?
It begins with a day at the races; a track day at Oulton Park in the North of England. In time-honored test driving tradition, me and my colleagues take as many vehicles to these events as inherent and communicate as many as inherent in a short space of time. We squabble over who gets the glory of driving the Lamborghini Gallardo (my colleague wins), who has the determined satisfaction of driving the Golf R32 (I win) and finally an argument over who drives what in a 2 lap race between a Porsche Boxster and a Honda S2000. After I draw the shortest of two straws, my colleague chooses the Boxster (naturally) and I trudge despondently to the S2000.
As we rev at the beginning line my thoughts are obviously negative; driving skills aside, no one would expect a Honda S2000 (at least £5,000 less than the Porsche) to keep up. As the flag is waved I put my foot to the floor and hope for the best. This is where things went against expectation.
Not only did the Honda S2000 scream off the line with more aggression than the Boxster, within the first left-hander it had about a 25 feet advantage on the Porsche and held itself perfectly, neatly kissing both the inner and outer rumblestrips from entry to exit of the corner. After this first projection I started laughing hysterically. Essentially, what I was driving was a wolf in sheep's clothing; a beast dressed as your Gran.
I won the two lap race as convincingly as I started it and as a succeed feigned my win as a total triumph on my abilities as an exceedingly good driver. In my heart I knew that my success was entirely dependent on the S2000's unexpected and frankly harrowing operation on the track.
It's not only quicker than the Porsche Boxster, it's a lot cheaper. So bear that in mind next time you're drooling outside a Porsche dealership.
