Speedster for the win!

Quite a bit that I'm sure is polarizing but a lot to like too, love the color. And always love the Porsche shroud.

Nice looking Speedster.  Does it get driven regularly or mostly only to shows?  Tire sizes?  Is it swingaxle or irs?  Engine size and specs?

@ALB posted:

Nice looking Speedster.  Does it get driven regularly or mostly only to shows?  Tire sizes?  Is it swingaxle or irs?  Engine size and specs?

1.  It's not my daily driver but I do drive her almost every weekend.

2.  Rear - 265/35  R18 Pirelli Pzero ..... Fronts - 205/40 R18 Pirelli Pzero

3.  IRS

4.  2074cc  with Dellortos, not sure what's in it as far as other specs but it works great!

Good on ya, Kelly!

I've got good genes.

Mom and Dad both lived to 93, so did Grandma. Gramps died at 84 on the operating table....for his knee!

Dad had some skin cancer on his head but all his teeth, no hearing aid and walked well and drove until his late 80's. He had a knee replacement at some point and that was about it. Mom had breast cancer in her 30's and lived free of it for a further 60 years. All her own teeth, no hearing aid and still canoed with me into her 70's (it was a goal).

I just turned 60, only had one cavity so far in my life (in my early 50's) and didn't need glasses until a few years ago. I blame COVID and too much screen time! I didn't even have a doctor for 30 years and seldom see him now until I needed my appendix out.

Fingers crossed for continued health blessings and good genes! Don't smoke, drink responsibly and stay active with a positive attitude towards life. Ignore the fools in this world as best you can.

Again, and OTOH… genes aren’t really something you can do anything about.

Dad was healthy and strong as an ox, but was a cancer magnet and died in his mid-70s after his 3rd one (and 2+ years on chemo). Mom is sharp as a tack and living alone (still) in the house beside me… but her skeleton is crumbling inside her. She’s only a couple of steps up from an invertebrate. It won’t be long before we need to figure out what’s next.

I’m 61, have been on BP meds for 10+ years and cholesterol and thyroid meds for 5+. Blood sugar is weird— fasting glucose levels consistently high, A1C consistently in line. We’ve tried all manner of oral meds, with zero change and insurance won’t cover Ozempic (A1C not high enough), so we’re letting it coast.

I wear 2 hearing aids (and am deaf as a post), glasses since I was 8, and have a mouth full of crowns. I lost my hair by the time I was 30 and went full white in my beard by 55.

I’m held together by a cornucopia of pharmacology and a desire not to slow down for fear of tipping over. I hope with all my heart to be gone within 20 years, as there’s not a single thing about being old and infirm that looks good to me. Odds are pretty overwhelming that if you (or I, especially) get old, we WILL be infirm. Regardless, the reaper is still batting 1.000. I believe that everything has a beginning, a middle, and an end. The idea is for the middle to well outweigh and overshadow the end. It’s not about quantity, it’s about quality.

It’s my plan that on the day I turn 80, I’m buying the fastest motorcycle I can still straddle and ride it like I’m 16. In traffic. With no helmet.

YMMV.

@Stan Galat posted:

It’s my plan that on the day I turn 80, I’m buying the fastest motorcycle I can still straddle and ride it like I’m 16. In traffic. With no helmet.

YMMV.

What does your wife think of your plan?

@bkelly-  when you're in 3rd gear and step on it- how high does it rev to with power (it will rev higher, but not like it was 500 rpm's before)?

Good genes aren't a guarantee and neither is clean living. My dad was an Olympic oarsman and at 70 still rowed about 10 miles a week. I am like him, tall (though not as tall as him), lean, not on any meds, and an aerobic machine.  One day while mom was at the grocery store he bent over to fiddle with someting on his heating system, had an aneurysm and was dead by mid afternoon. He'd rowed 3 miles the day before.

So do what you can, live to be alive, and assume the grim reaper is sitting in the seat right behind yours. I try not to postpone joy, hide love, or waste time with anger. That last one is really tough sometimes, but that's my recommendation.

Good luck tomorrow, Stan. We're all in your corner.