Driving Darth Vader

Though it’s three in the afternoon, the sun appears for the first time, helping to warm the dark suede leather interior without the aid of climate control. The roar from the naturally-aspirated 3.8-litre flat-six playing behind me, I can’t help but wonder why anybody would even want a radio in a Porsche 911 GT3. Continue reading my review of the 2011 Porsche 911 GT3.