The slide, when it finally comes, is a long, predictable and quietly controlled thing.

And in the 911 it's handled with a smidge of countersteer and an equal measure of patience. Certainly Porsche has polished this car's dynamics well beyond what its design merits. But at the end, when the chips are down, stability control is off and you're up against the icy, unforgiving hand of physics, the 911 is still a 911. And it's going to behave like one.

Respecting physics is one of the necessary truths of driving fast cars fast. You'll learn that respect in this Porsche. Yet today's 911 lets its driver delicately dance with physics like few cars made. That the 911 remains composed — stoic, even — during a 150-foot slide at more than 90 mph isn't surprising. What is surprising is that we still love it. Because even when physics plan the way, it's the driver who directs the 911's path.

The fundamental question of this comparison, then, is can the 2014 Chevy Corvette measure up to the Porsche's greatness?

And that just happens to be the exact configuration of the car you see here. Though this example is thoroughly marinated in Porsche's options bin, it is the car Corvette engineers put in the GM crosshairs. Equipped with $47,000 in add-ons (including the $8,520 carbon-ceramic brakes and $4,050 Porsche Dynamic Chassis Control and Porsche Active Suspension Management), the 911 is, ahem, considerably costlier than the 'Vette. The $4,080 seven-speed PDK auto-manual transmission pushes the price to $144,350.

The seven-speed Stingray, though not inexpensive by any standard, is within reach of upper-class mortals. Our test car — outfitted with the $2,800 Z51 package (electronic limited-slip differential, dry-sump lubrication, 19- and 20-inch wheels, lower gear ratios), $8,005 3LT package and $1,195 dual-mode exhaust — totaled $69,375.

Let the games begin.

The 'Vette's 140 pound-feet advantage, which arrives 1,000 rpm earlier than the Porsche's torque peak, leaves the 911 driver seeing stars and stripes at every corner exit. The numbers tell the story nicely. Corvette: 465 lb-ft at 4,600 rpm; 911: 325 lb-ft at 5,600 rpm. So it goes without saying that if you're a purveyor of powerslides, the Stingray is your car.

What's more, the Corvette's 144 additional cubic inches continue the haymaking well into the rev range where it enjoys a 60 peak horsepower advantage. Its 6.2-liter V8 cranks out 460 ponies to the 3.8-liter 911 flat-6's 400.

But don't even think of writing off the 911. Its recipe for greatness might be more subtle, but it's not lost on anyone who gives it time. There's a coherence to driving the 911 that's only present in a car sharpened by decades of commitment to purpose. And that's what you get here: the promise that no matter how hard you drive it, someone has driven a 911 harder.

In fact, the 911 defined itself in this test as much by what it didn't do as by what it did. Among those feats were the ability to tolerate triple-digit heat without wavering, endure repeated launches without faltering and remain utterly composed throughout it all. The Corvette, partly because it was a preproduction car and partly because it cost half as much, simply lacked the same quiet confidence.

The 911's launch control is unbeatable, and it's the reason Porsche prefers we test cars equipped with PDK transmissions. Even in the real world it's easy to access and use, so there are few downsides. Our test-driver beat the Stingray's launch control fairly easily but still couldn't match the 138-pound-lighter 911.

Full disclosure: The first C7 we tested in Michigan in June was quicker than this 911 in the quarter-mile, but we're not in Michigan anymore. Truth is, the realities of lower-octane fuel (91 vs. 93) and less grip played a role. But those factors were the same for both cars, which were tested on the same day at the same location.

Handling tests, however, favored the Stingray. Its 73.5-mph slalom pass is 2.8 mph better than the 911 could muster. It also eked out a victory over the Porsche on the skid pad, producing 1.05g to the 911's 1.04g. Finally, without the help of carbon-ceramic rotors, the Stingray stopped shorter from 60 mph (99 feet vs. 101 feet).

If you want to hoon the 'Vette then, by all means, turn it off, but if you want to go quickly set it to Race Mode, warm the tires and stand on it. So potent are the Stingray's technologies here that they embarrass the Porsche in identical proportion to what happened at the drag strip. Think about the irony in that.

Steering feel and response, next to torque, are the Stingray's biggest allies. There's a confidence in the C7's steering beyond that of most every other sports car made today. Its front end sticks with intractable persistence. For evidence of this you need to look no farther than its front tires, which wear faster than its rears during hard driving.

The 911, for its part, remains an amazing car to drive hard. Its light but direct steering makes no concessions when driven at speed. Its brakes are so utterly capable that we began to think they're actually worth the cost of a nice sport bike. Its balance, communication and honesty at the limit are remarkable. And when it slides — and it will slide — there's both comfort and reward in bringing it back. It's not going to bite you, but there's no denying its fundamentals at the limit.

In the end, it's 1 second slower around the 1.6-mile Streets of Willows Springs road course.

They might be functional, but when measured by the yardstick of the equally effective 911, they're also gratuitous.

Now get inside the 911. Touch it. Operate its controls. Drive it down the street and notice what you don't hear. Talk to your passenger. Listen to him. Do the same in the 'Vette. Appreciate the 911 with both your senses and your heart. Measure the difference not in numbers but in nuance.

Ride comfort is a wash. Chevy's magnetorheological dampers are magic and they make the Stingray's ride every bit as refined as the 911's. But you'll compete for your passenger's attention with the Corvette's tire and road noise.

If the 911 utterly dominates the Corvette anywhere, it's here, in the ever-important words between the numbers.

That it costs, in this case, less than half as much is pure gravy.

But then there's the undeniable reality that the 911 is the better car. Whether we're taking our kids to school or adding subtle countersteer to correct that big slide, we'd rather have the Porsche. It's the car that wins our hearts so it's the car that wins this test.

The manufacturer provided Edmunds this vehicle for the purposes of evaluation.