Singer Reveals Its First 'Reimagined' Porsche 911 Cabriolet

• This carefully named "reimagined" Porsche 911 cabriolet is the work of Singer, a company that does amazing things to Porsches for very discerning customers.

• Although Singer specializes in this area, this is its first 964 cabriolet.

• Price for such a work? Probably north of $500,000, with a wait at least a couple of years long.

In order to stay on the right side of Porsche's jealously guarded intellectual property rights, Singer is always careful to note that the company neither manufactures nor sells cars. Instead, it describes its work as restoring and reimagining the Porsche 911 as built between 1989 and 1994—the 964 chassis. Really, though, Singer isn't a manufacturer, and it isn't a restoration specialist. It is a distillery.

Here's its newest cask-strength offering, the first convertible 911 to receive the Singer treatment. Building on the lessons learned from its recent Turbo Study reworking of the iconic 930, this 911 cabriolet gets widebody carbon-fiber enhancements, a 3.8-liter twin-turbocharged and air-cooled flat-six engine, and a six-speed manual transmission.

Like most Singerized 911s, this car is built to owner specification; in an age when the word “bespoke” is stretched to include getting the brake calipers on a Cayenne painted yellow, this special 911 cab is properly made to order. It receives the higher-performance 510-hp engine with electric wastegates and air-to-water intercooling (the original Turbo Study has 450 hp as standard), as well as the upgraded carbon-ceramic brakes. Yet it is also clearly intended as a grand tourer, fitted with the softer suspension option, electric power seats, air conditioning, and even inductive phone charging.

Since its founding in 2009, Singer has always had a stated focus of infusing California's automotive ethos into its reimaginings. Here, an open-topped 911 Turbo immediately conjures up images of cruising along the Pacific Coast Highway, crossing the span of the Bixby Creek Bridge with the sun beating down, the sting of salt spray in your nostrils, and limitless flat-six torque in reserve.