
Sportscar Together Day: when was the last time you took the car out just to drive?
Sportscar Together Day is Porsche's worldwide celebration for everyone who loves driving. Its philosophy is simple: "Get Out and Drive". Three friends, three GT Silver Porsches, three girls who put up with us, the Serres circuit and three Trackspeed Mazda MX-5s. This was our own version of Sportscar Together Day 2026 in Greece.
Sportscar Together Day (SCTD) is, in essence, Porsche's worldwide celebration for fans of the brand and of sports cars in general. It started in 2018, marking 70 years since the first Porsche 356, and has been held every year since, all over the world, with events, meet-ups, drives and track activities.
For 2026, Porsche set the weekend of 12-13 September as this year's Sportscar Together Day. Its philosophy is simple and fits in four words:
Leave the house. Take your car. Meet friends. Drive.
You don't need to own a Porsche. You don't need to take part in an official event. You don't even need a particular destination.
After all, as Jeremy Clarkson once put it:
Perhaps that is where the whole meaning of this day is hiding.
A question that sounds simple but is actually quite hard to answer. Most of us use the car every day. For work, for errands, for getting around. But we rarely leave the house with no destination, purely for the joy of the drive.
And that, more or less, is how our day began.
Three friends, three Porsches
Unfortunately, in Greece the Sportscar Together Day came with no official event and no big Cars & Coffee. The truth is that this culture still lags well behind countries in Central Europe, where thousands of car enthusiasts gather spontaneously in all sorts of places to drive, to talk, to share.
So we decided to do exactly what Porsche suggests. Get Out and Drive.
Three friends, three Porsches and three girls who agreed to put up with us for one more day full of petrol, noise and endless conversations about cars.
One 992 Carrera. One 718 Boxster T. One Cayman S 987.1. All three painted in timeless GT Silver.

We met at the well-known petrol station at Derveni. From there we set course for the favourite destination of every petrolhead in northern Greece: the Serres circuit.




The Serres circuit
There is something special about this place.
From the moment you pass the gate, everything slows down. Everyday thoughts stay outside and all your attention goes exactly where it should. To the line through the next corner. To the braking point. To the exit.

Once there, we made a decision that many sports car owners will probably understand. Our Porsches would stay spectators for a while, since none of us fancied going home one set of tyres lighter.

So we turned to Trackspeed.
And this deserves a special mention. The organisation was exemplary, the process simple and clear, and the people on the team made sure everything ran smoothly from the first moment to the last.
Even though the circuit had no café or food outlet open that day, which prompted the expected and entirely justified grumbling from the female half of the expedition, the Trackspeed crew were hospitable beyond the call of duty.

Twenty minutes in an MX-5
Each of us did a twenty-minute session in a Mazda MX-5.
Quite possibly the best value-for-money track day tool ever built.
Not because it is fast. Not because it has a lot of power. But because it lets you enjoy every metre of tarmac without having to travel at outrageous speeds.

For twenty minutes, three friends found ourselves on the same circuit where thousands of motoring stories have been written, each behind the wheel of a little MX-5.
Chasing apexes. Hunting for the right braking points. Rediscovering why we fell in love with this madness in the first place.
And the striking thing is that nobody felt short of horsepower.
The little Mazda's roughly 110 horsepower were more than enough to give us exactly what we were after.
Smiles.
Because the truth is that driving pleasure doesn't always have much to do with performance.
Sometimes a light, simple, honest car can give you more joy than a supercar costing ten times as much.
The way home
After the track, we went back to our own cars and headed into the town of Serres for lunch. The conversation naturally revolved around the same things petrolheads always talk about: lines, brakes, tyres, engines and why, in the end, we had such a good time in a little Mazda. In moderation, of course, so our passengers wouldn't get bored.
On the way back, the sun was setting behind us as the three GT Silver Porsches moved towards Thessaloniki. No hurry. No schedule. No particular purpose.


Only the joy of the drive.
And maybe that, in the end, is the real meaning of Sportscar Together Day.
It doesn't matter whether you drive a Porsche, a Mazda, a BMW or anything else. It doesn't matter whether your car has 110 or 500 horsepower. It doesn't matter what it costs.
What matters is that you take it out. That you drive it. That you enjoy it. That you make memories with it.
And above all, that you share those moments with people you love, who love the same thing.

Because at the end of the day, cars are just machines.
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