A 356A Porsche Is Still More Fun To Drive Than A Modern Car
Modern cars have come a long way. As much comfort they offer, security is really where they excel. Modern tires are head and shoulders above the ones we had in the 60s, and brakes have gotten lighter, stronger and more resistant. But somewhere along this long way, modern have traded a lot for these gains. With an increase security comes a heavier weight. Although traditional gasoline engines have gotten more efficient, the extra weight penalizes their progression. And in the end, we are left to wonder, what have modern cars to offer compared to older ones?
Old vs. New. During my stay in Nice, France where I enjoy rediscovering my driving stomping grounds, my cousin offered me to drive his mid-1950s 356A Porsche. Hot weather, beautiful stunning Nice and an old car are my idea of heaven, so I jumped in. As a reference to Porsche, the most modern 911 I drove was a 1983 and the most modern was the Alfa Romeo 8C Competizione, as far as gas cars are concerned. Although both different, they each represent the best each company had to offer at their time of production.
Light, Nimbler 356. The 356A is light and highly nimble. It’s not a VW Beetle on steroids. It is truly a Porsche, the beginning of a legend. This black item is stock and has been treated to a fairly high-level of quality restoration. The Clutch is typical of those years, a little long but smooth enough to launch the car forward without much hiccups. The little 1600 is sprightly. It shows plenty of will and capacity to rev up, yet remains highly tractable at any rpm, traffic or open roads. The gearbox selector is a little out of the way, contrasting highly with the perfectly positioned Alfa Romeo of its time. The steering is direct and fairly precise and the drum brakes mean you will respect a healthy distance from modern day drivers. With all of this, it handles exactly how you would expect it to, precisely well.
Big Sister 911. Compared to its big 911 sister, the 356 is a blast to drive at almost any speed. Its lightness makes it almost unforgiving. A 911, although much more capable in handling and raw performance commands a little more respect. I was more relaxed driving the more expensive 356 in the middle of the French Riviera’s gruesome summer traffic than I was in a 911 in Los Angeles.
Stratospheric Alfa Romeo 8C Competizione. On the other end of the spectrum the 8C Competizione also felt like an albatross. Almost clumsy at slow speed it quickly razor sharp and easy to throw in fast corners at higher speed.