I don't recall the bass line or the drum beat, but I remember the melody...
Back in the dark ages, an actual print magazine (remember those?) - probably 'Car&Driver' - asked readers to send in suggestions for music to listen to while driving. I don't remember any response but one, where some genius wrote in to say:
"Pink Floyd's 'Dark Side of the Moon' while driving at night between cities, very fast."
It all began with the usual chat.
"Porsches are the strongest."
"No, you don’t know what you’re talking about; Ferraris are the strongest.
Porsches might be strong on the track and in rallies, but Ferrari's 0-100km/h times, Ferrari 's max speed..." On and on it goes.
Then comes the idea; a challenge on track.
behind the scenes was a genius. Porsche's design Chief Tony Lapine had a secret weapon on his hands. aside from 928 designer Wolfgang Möbius and 924 stylist Harm Legaaij, one man helped make the icons sing both physically and visually — Dick Söderberg.
“luuk, luuk, luuk — luuk a tha!”
“yep, I know; I see it Lou…that’s an ’89 or ‘90.” I said.
“wha da fok e yoo toking bout, 89-90!?!”
Lou, a friend from Andalucia, is an intense guy that’s easily agitated when you miss his point.
“wassa matta with yoo? I not toking bout de foking Porch, hombre, I’n luuking at de pooosy!”
“oh her? shit…her ass is flat, man. I’m more interested in that S2 that drove by.”
“you know, a gurl with a flat aass yooshooally have a nice Veenus…”
here we go… I laughed and shook my head knowing this motherfucker was about to wax on about pussy like I do about Porsches. he’s a passionate fellow, and I love that about him, so I let him philosophize on women with flat asses — I’d have my turn about S2s and their rear spoilers.