With A Vanity Plate Like This, You Get The Porsche Carrera GT Thrown In For Free

Low-digit license plates are big in Arabia. Abu Dhabi’s 1 sold for $14 million in 2008 while in neighboring Dubai 1 is registered to Sheikh Mohammed, the emirate’s ruler. This is plate number 1 from Oman attached to 612 hp of German bliss and I saw it go like hell.

I took the photo at the Dubai Autodrome in the spring of 2006 at a track day. The Carrera GT’s owner was a very friendly young master of the universe from Muscat who graciously allowed me to have a seat in the car. Good news for 6'2" humans in love forever with the Carrera GT: you’ll never fit! Only very painful and very bloody surgery would have made my thighs fit under the steering wheel and the GT’s owner would have faced one hell of a carpet job.

Lacking a bone saw in my backpack that day, I handed the driver’s seat back to the man from Muscat who proceeded with some hot laps in the fading light. It was the first and last time I heard Horacio Pagani’s favorite Porsche on track.

With A Vanity Plate Like This, You Get The Porsche Carrera GT Thrown In For Free

Listening to that car redline at 8,400 rpm and knowing that you’ll never fit behind the wheel is one motherfucker of a mental balancing act. It revs like nothing else. As if momentum was an alien concept to its heavenly combustion chambers.