Porsche Cayman S: Harbouring greatness

At first, I was getting a bit irritated with the car. It has a Sport and a Sport Plus button. Then it has a suspension button. The Cayman is a sportscar. Why should its Sport-ness have to come out through a button? And like all Porsches these days, there wasn’t that typical sportscar bark. If you want it, you need to press the exhaust button. Only this Cayman did not have it specified. Sport and Sport Plus was only making the engine loud by holding on to gears unnecessarily long. And the suspension button was just messing up the ride.

Which is when I realised, I should try leaving things alone. I switched everything off, put the brilliant, tongue-twisting Porsche Doppelkupplungsgetriebe (PDK) transmission to automatic, and the car slowly began to unravel. The ride quality in this car is so sorted, if it had back seats, you could play a game of chess in them. And this is with the optional 20-inch wheels we’ve tested the car on. If you go for the 19- or 18-inchers, ride might, quite unbelievably, be even better.

Handling is epic. It’s as if knotted up hairpins simply untie themselves and straighten out for the Cayman. When I push it hard around 90-degree bends, I can’t honestly say that body roll is minimal. That’s because body roll does not exist. The car is as reluctant to roll as N Srinivasan is to let go of his cricket chief chair.