I don't care. Some of my best "balls-to-the-wall" fun thrashing came in my 914 in the early-'70s. Yes, it had plenty of foibles and more than a few traits that belied the term "German Engineering Excellence", but I loved it, and it loved to be driven. Plus, it was the only car I ever had with a low enough profile that it could hide behind a concrete Jersey-barrier guard rail alongside the freeway at just about dusk so that a pursuing state patrol car would drive right on past.
I was 6'4" and about 250 pounds when I had my 914. It was actually roomier than it looked. Unless you're larger than that, I say...Go for it!
Lighten up, Francis.