Thickening

Driving a 996TT around Boulder is a lot like driving a WRX around Boulder:

1) Both have four wheels
2) Both have four wheel drive
3) Both are manual
4) Both have boxer engines

Well, I guess that those are about the only similarities, really - at least on paper. One is a 480 HP pocket supercar, the other is a friendly little four-wheeled ski-lift. But they're both sort of burbly and comfortable, and, well, car-like, and the Porsche isn't nearly as intimidating as you'd think.

It has surprisingly excellent visibility, with the one caveat being that you're pretty much staring at everyone else's bumpers when you drive around, which is actually a bit unnerving when you're surrounding by 3-ton SUVs carrying distracted mothers too busy using their cell phones to pull over for you.

In the shop's lot, I found myself laughing like a maniac as the starter ticked over and the throaty woofle of the flat-six filled the bubble cabin. It sounds like a tyrannosaurus trying to clear its throat, in the absolute best of ways.

The gearshift is very light, as is the clutch. It's certainly not a workout to drive the turbo, and after the initial trepidation that comes with pulling out into traffic, working through the gears really is as easy as in my Subaru. There's no reason to turn on the radio, because once you're moving, the heavy, throbbing bass of the engine is fairly all-encompassing, and does a great - and probably necessary - job of reminding you what your'e driving.

It's lurking malevolently in my garage at the moment, hunched and brooding like some horrific beast-machine from a mechanized, dystopian future. I'm looking forward to the next few weeks.