Sierramadre

After driving the Porsche 180 miles home, you were right. There was lots of grinning. But driving my C7 to the dealership, I was grinning too. In the Vette, I kept blasting down the freeway in the left lane, doing my best not to go over 90. All of you guys know how hard that is! In the Porsche, I'm not sure I ever went very much over 80, but I kept snaking my way through traffic which was completely effortless and a helluva lot of fun. Two really fun cars, completely different in character. If I could afford it, I'd have both.