Porsche 911 Carrera: One last time

But that’s not what we’re here for. Because as we go further up around the twisties of this Himalayan road, the 911 very ably demonstrates why it won’t win many friends on a social networking site, but whose profile will always be spied on – as oxymoronic as it sounds – by rival friends. In a couple of years, the 911 will turn 50. But it continues to be on the testing tracks of most rival carmakers as they continue to benchmark their under-development cars against the 911. And the reason was evident as I approached the end of this mountain road.

The 911 is extremely quiet and comfortable when you want it to be. It can be in fifth or sixth gear at around 60kph and murmur at just over 1000rpm. The power is there whenever you want it, all across the rpm meter. And the way it keeps wind and tyre noise out of the cabin, there are things that so-called grand-tourers can learn. When you just want it to be a hooligan, all you need to do is drop down a couple of gears, bring the throttle closer to the floor and you have the most agile and accurate of cars. No trick suspension, no Sport button, no need to key in a programming code or go through a biometric scan.

All this in a package that’s perfectly usable on a daily basis. It is compact, easy to park, easy to look out of and will not display a wide range of moods as anything Italian would. If it were up to me, I would say this is all the sportscar you ever need. But it needs just a small shot of a sugar rush. Or some sort of adrenaline. That thing that makes Italian cars – temperamental as they may be – so much more special.