I work a mere ten minutes from my apartment, but the commute home took two and a half hours in the Cayman.
It's really hard to describe the Cayman without overusing the word perfect. There's a perfectly powerful engine--enough grunt to fly but not enough to overwhelm the brilliant chassis--mounted in the middle of the car. The inputs? Perfect. Steering that's neither overboosted nor artificially heavy, neither too slow nor too quick. The notchy yet precise and slick gearshifter. Oh, and that noise, that hellish flat-six wail. It's soo perfect.
The Porsche Cayman is a car that doesn't make all that much sense on paper (it costs nearly as much as a Chevy Corvette Z06 but has less power than a Nissan 370Z). But behind the wheel, it's, you know, perfect.
David Zenlea, Assistant Editor