New Cayman R takes to the mountains
One Balearic island, one new and lightweight Porsche, one very short night. What would you do?
Posted: 04 May 2011
Very much like the Nordschleife, there's no rhythm to this road, no easy cadence. Corners tighten from regular radii down to last-gasp 90-degree bends that have your buttocks puckering so tightly they begin to gum at the Alcantara of the seats. Some parts flow and allow you speed, others have you chunking through second and third like your life depends on it, the Cayman's tail slewing wide in glorious unfettered arcs. The standard-fit limited-slip differential helps, nudging the nose forwards into understeer and then allowing you to punt the rear away, never quite getting past a half-turn of countersteer. It is, without being overly emotional about it, sublime. Truthfully? I'm not that good a driver, but there's something about this Cayman R that sells you on the idea of invincibility.