One of the admirers of the new Boxster Spyder is comedian Jerry Seinfeld, whose RSK Spyder—part of his collection of Porsches, housed in southern California—sparkles alongside its latest descendant. On entering the Bernardus Lodge, the TV star goes straight to the Spyder, subjecting it to scrutiny that even the famed German Technical Inspection could not surpass. He pauses at the rear attachment points for the sunshield. How does it work, he wants to know. A Porsche expert opens the rear trunk and begins fastening the sunshield in place.
Standing a few feet away, Seinfeld turns to his friends with a big smile and says, very quietly,
“This is genius.”
Then he wants to test his enthusiasm all the more. Questioning is one of his passions. He goes to the Porsche tent, where design engineers are talking about how their team has reduced weight in the Spyder.
One of them invites Seinfeld to pick up the one-piece rear luggage compartment lip.
A fleeting moment of doubt on Seinfeld’s face is supplanted by a wide grin and a laugh as he easily hoists the lightweight component. He looks closely at the piece of metal and asks for confirmation that the silver-metal lid has not been painted. He is assured that it hasn’t been. That inspires him. He wants to know if he can get one that’s completely unpainted.
The Porsche officials hesitate for an instant.
“How many pounds would we save by not having paint?” Seinfeld asks with a grin. Ah, everyone thinks, he’s kidding.
Finally, as Seinfeld sits in the Boxster Spyder in the driveway and the car is about to pull away, an event worker rushes up and offers him some new driving gloves.
“Too much weight,” he smiles, and releases the clutch. He returns two hours later. What does he think? “My RSKSpyder is here,” he says, “and the basic idea, from 1958 to now, is similar. It feels like the same idea, pursued with the perspective gained from all these years.”
The comedian slips quickly into the role of an automotive tester, and every word is serious. What about the Boxster Spyder’s driving characteristics?
“You can’t make that car mess up. It will not stumble. And it’s got a comfortable suspension,” he replies. “You know,” he muses, “you really can drive it around the neighborhood to run an errand”—
although that would be something like hiring a Michelin threestar
chef to whip up a turkey burger.
Porsche-purist Seinfeld will order his Spyder without the air-conditioning and the optional navigation system. But he might give in on the radio and order it as an option.
“There’s something about cars and music,”he explains. “Now, if the law allowed a louder exhaust, that would work. So you need a radio to stimulate the other senses.” Okay, what color? He pauses and thinks for a moment. “Can I get apaintless Boxster Spyder?” he wonders out loud. “That rear deck lid was really great…”