Forget Deep Purple...Try Maroon

I know that my love of the Porsche marque will come across as obsessive, but I believe that I might have found the best colour for a classic 1991 Porsche 911 Turbo....maroon!

I saw such an example the other day. The deep red...like a dark, dark cherry...it seemed to add to the light hitting the curved skin of the vehicle, rather than merely reflecting it. It glowed. Beautiful. As good as black, but more lively.

Alias: Frank Satyr

Porsche Cayman is Grand

Yesterday, I saw a white Cayman parked in the city - spotlessly clean, shining...nothing less than a vision from another, better world. Even the tyres had been blacked. Its fortunate owner had it polished brighter than a diamond, which is as it should be.

The uber-marque is still the callsign of those who desire order, logic and aesthetic greatness in life.

Bless you, Porsche.

Thin, Cheap Paint - Thanks, Holden

If you are not the proud owner of a Porsche 911 and you have to make do with a Ford or a Holden or a Toyota, you are clearly disappointed with your motoring on a daily basis.

I realised this yet again when I surveyed the paint on my GM-backed vehicle the other day. Despite washing and polishing the car since new in 2003, small rust marks are appearing; the culprit is the micron-thick, fly-shit Charlie Cheapie paint job done in the factory. Very disappointing. Very cheap.

By contrast, I have a Peugeot which is 29 years old and the paint - lovely, thick paint everywhere - even the engine bay - is fine. They did not skimp on the outside of the vehicle to save $20 or some such piddling amount.

Moral of the story: Australian cars are shit; European cars rule. As always.

Alias: Frank Satyr