Being a motor journalist, especially in these transitional post-print, pre-full-digital times often involves taking a vow of poverty. Many of us have left careers that pay real salaries, lured by the promise of driving the latest hoon-mobiles before anyone else can.
The sad irony is that we must drive them and then say goodbye, knowing that the latest products from Stuttgart, or Maranello, or even (in most cases) Dearborn or Auburn Hills lie forever beyond our financial grasp.
We certainly don’t begrudge Mr. Harris his success, and we’ll even admit to a bit of envy. We’ll also tip our cap to him for this cinematically beautiful video, shot on the last drive of the season before a long winter’s hibernation.
The video is worth watching for the soundtrack of the 4.0-liter flat-six alone, and although we’d sooner stick bamboo skewers in our eyes than use the carbon-fiber wing of Porsche’s road-going racer as a picnic table, it’s Mr. Harris’ car to do with as he pleases.
While we may not have the same value cars in our own garages, that doesn’t mean we value our rides any less. If you’re lucky enough to live in a climate without winter, perhaps you’ve never experienced the heartbreak of hibernation.
Those of us who have know full well what Harris is going through.