I have a couple of friends who are car enthusiasts in the most brilliantly simple of ways. They’re knowledgable blokes who both own kit cars that gather more receipts than miles, and spend a lot of time talking about the Porsche 911 GT3 RSs that they plan to buy when they miraculously become very wealthy.

If you mention the excellent value and fun driving dynamics of the Mazda 2, or the fun but economical BMW 118d Coupe, then you will be laughed at and instead an argument about something powerful and rear-wheel drive will ensue.

Read the Porsche 911 GT3 RS road test

Now, I understand why so many enthusiasts like the aforementioned pub buddies have such a fascination with the 911, but it’s never been quite the same for me. I always valued rarity in performance cars and so I thought the 911 was far too prevalent to really appeal, even though I appreciated its status as a great driver’s car.