Hmm. Okay. So.
At this point some are likely scratching their heads, thinking 'Porsche (Boxster) first and (911) third, and, erm, a Renault flipping Fuego second... erm... really... erm... REALLY!? REALLY!!!!'
And the simple truth about my 911 is (sadly) the amount of horrid road rage/envy/stupidity it attracted. And this is the sole reason I got rid of it. I was on the receiving end of so much stupid, horrible and violently dangerous driving that I started to dread taking it out, and at the end of the day my life and that of my loved ones wasn't worth the risk. It's such a shame as, as a car, that model 911 was (albeit with unbelievably shoddy ergonomics) an absolute delight to drive. Sadly however, it was also a dangerous-moron-magnet.
My 'favourite' memory was being tailed on the M25, in congested but fast moving traffic, by a woman who sat about an inch from my rear bumper the entire time. At 80-90 mph. I pulled over as soon as I could, and pulled off thereafter, happy to be on A and B roads. Horrendous. Sadly I have also had a couple of really quite horrible incidents in the Boxster, but per-mile I was basically ignored compared to the 911.
As a mate of mine quite sagely says, no matter how good a driver you think you are, or how fast you think your car can go, there is always someone better and/or faster around. Or as I prefer it: I simply want to go from A to B. Safely. Ta.