Properly paced
- Feb 27
- 2 min read
Words by Jamie Crocker
The 911 GTS blends momentum realistically aligned with daily usability.

For people who think a Porsche should be driven rather than discussed over a glass of Château Mouton Rothschild, the 911 GTS makes a compelling case for itself. A modern iteration of the iconic 911, that’s been in production since 1964, it exists for buyers who want something sharper than a Carrera, but who have no interest in the mind-blowing heroics of a GT3. It is, in essence, the thinking person’s fast 911, a bridge between two equally relevant concepts of sophisticated automation.
The GTS badge first appeared long before marketing departments committed to over-explain themselves, but its modern relevance dates from 2010, when Porsche realised there was a sizeable group of customers who wanted more bite without sacrificing sanity. The formula was simple and effective: introduce more power, firmer suspension, wider hips and darker trim. It looked tougher, sounded angrier, and felt as though someone with an intuitive grasp of what potential buyers wanted had signed it off without having the idea neutered by a committee.
That character has survived intact through successive generations. The current 992-based 911 GTS is quicker than most drivers will ever fully exploit, yet never feels it’s itching to twist out of shape and send you down the black top like a snake on amphetamines. It remains a car you can drive to Exeter on a wet Tuesday and still feel mildly heroic by the time you arrive. The steering has weight and clarity, the brakes are reassuringly unflappable, and the whole thing cocoons the driver once it’s moving without making you feel claustrophobic.
In 2024, Porsche added hybrid assistance, a phrase that may cause some traditionalists to reach for their copies of The Oldie. In practice, it simply makes the GTS faster and more responsive, without the penalty of distancing the sensation from a true driver experience. There’s extra grunt when you want it, sharper reactions when you require them and no sense that the car has sacrificed its pedigree to play rounders for the benefit of the less competent driver.
Inside, the GTS avoids the easy trap of feeling overdesigned, a penchant that seems to have infected competing manufacturers who should know better. The seating position remains low and purposeful, the driving controls are close at hand, and the digital displays, while extensive, don’t nag the driver for attention. There’s enough tactile material to remind you this is a sports car, not a soft and rolling phone upgrade. In this sense, it still really feels like a 911.
At Porsche Centre Exeter, the 911 GTS will appeal to buyers who understand that restraint is the crowning accolade of confidence. It is quick enough to thrill but civilised enough to share a life with.












