Tuesday, November 7, 2023

The Most XCLUSIVE Bimmer EVER Built: The NEW '23 BMW 3.0 CSL! (NEW Youtube Video n' Pics)

 

  In today's video, we're checking out the most exclusive and most expensive BMW ever built: the 2023 3.0 CSL. Based on the CSL Hommage of 2015 and approved for production in 2020, the 3.0 CSL is a concept car for the street. As an anniversary gift to themselves to celebrate the 50 years since BMW Motorsport was created, only 50 cars will be built alongside the new M4 GT4. The powertrain, chassis and interior are mostly from the GT4 with a few enhancements. But following a labor-intensive, two week production process, 30 handpicked specialists will turn an M4 into a CSL, handcrafting and painting with the utmost precision, 22 individual parts made out of carbon fibre or CFRP, amongst many other custom touches. Obviously, it's very fast, too. It's powered by a 3.0 lt, twin-turbo straight-six with 580 hp and 930 N-m of torque, going through a six-speed manual gearbox, it can reach a top speed of over 300 kph. I'll spare you the intricate details, but it's definitely worth every penny of the 765k Euros asking price! It's one of the most gorgeous, sexiest BMWs ever built, and just an incredibly unique and historic automobile overall!

Check out the video HERE and give a cheeky LIKE so more people can enjoy it ;)



A small photo dump from that special day :





















The Forgotten Mopar History of the Barreiros Dodge Dart

During Franco’s fearful reign over Spain, just like in many other fascist countries, the Spanish automotive industry was in shambles due to the nationalization of the entire industry. With a lack of funds to design their own cars, they resorted to building Fiats, Simcas, and many other existing models under license, in Spain. One of the most significant vehicle companies at the time was called Barreiros, and they basically put the whole country on wheels. They built buses, trucks, tractors, and cars, all produced under license, at their Villaverde factory in Madrid.

In 1963, Barreiros struck a deal with Chrysler to start producing the six-cylinder Dodge Dart in Spain. The cars were delivered from Argentina to Spain as a knock-down kit, due to the fact it was the Cold War and the only way to access said parts was to collaborate with another, fascist government. The sheet metal production and the final assembly took place in Madrid, where they would later be tested at the factory’s private test track. The first gen was produced from ‘63 to ’70, and the second-gen Dart 3700 from ‘71 to ‘78. All were sold with a 3.7 lt straight-six, four-speed manual, and four-wheel disc brakes, but only 17,589 were made in 15 years. The problem was, that people could barely afford to eat, so a Seat 600 (Fiat 600) was more appropriate than a big Dodge Dart. Again, like in all fascist countries, the nice, expensive cars are for the “chosen ones”, a.k.a. politicians, secret police, you know the drill. If you saw a black Dodge Dart 3700 following you slowly, in early ‘70s Madrid, you’d be scared for your life, for sure!


Here’s a selection of first, second, and third-gen 3700s I saw during my Erasmus at Madrid in 2019, some of them with their original, Madrid plates too!










Wednesday, August 16, 2023

NEW Video! Exploring The Perks Of Luxury In An Audi RS7 (Overview n' Drive)

In this video, we check out one of Audi’s modern blessings to the car world: the Audi RS7. The current version is based on the second generation of the A7 and is obviously the top-of-the-range model. It’s powered by a 4.0 litre, twin-turbo V8 pushing 630 hp @6000 rpm, and max torque of an insane 850 N-m @4500 rpm. Add to that the legendary Quattro AWD system, and you get a 0-100 kph time of 3.5 seconds… in a sedan! This particular RS7 has 40,000 Euros in optional extras, such as ceramic brakes, and a special-order, Pearl-effect paint job that’s black like in the video and navy blue under the sun. Amongst other goodies, you get carbon fiber grounds effects, Nappa leather interior mixed with Alcantara, aluminum and carbon trim, laser headlights, Bang and Olufsen sound system, it’s fully decked-out, to say the least. So without further, let’s go for a tour and let that twin-turbo V8 sing!




The Forgotten Origins Of The Word "Jeep"


Since SUVs have taken over the majority of the new car market in 2021, the term "Jeep" has become more commonplace than ever before. Even if it had been used to describe a wide variety of military vehicles in the late 30's, it was in 1941 that the word received the meaning we're now all familiar with; a small, 1/4 ton four-wheel-drive vehicle. It's easy to think of "Jeep" as a technical acronym, though you'd be pleasantly surprised (I hope haha) to discover that it's simply named after... a cartoon character from Popeye, of all things! Eugene the Jeep is a magical, cat-like creature living on a tree next to Popeye's house. He's super versatile, capable of making objects and himself appear and disappear, or even travel, in literally a blink of an eye. In short, he's a super cute yellow Yoda that says "Jeep-Jeep" all the time. This probably makes Jeep the only car manufacturer, in the world, named after a cartoon character. Don't believe me? Check out this short episode of how Eugene the Jeep entered Popeye's life and became a better guardian than a pack of Pitbulls!
 





Sunday, December 5, 2021

Starring "A Car Chase": "Dirty Mary Crazy Larry" Movie Review

 
Dat booty, tho!
  There have been quite a few classic car movies with a large cult following. Which ones are considered the classics, you might ask? Films like "Two-Lane Blacktop", "Smokey and the Bandit", "The Fast and the Furious", "Drive" and many more have left significant marks in the history of the big screen. However, the more films you watch, the more you realize the lack of original narrative in each story as if someone made one car movie and everyone else more or less copied the idea. More often than not, a car movie consists of 1. some vagabonds trying to make money in a quick and illegal way or an undercover loner cop trying to catch the baddies 2. lots of chases, crashes, and explosions, and 3. all the in-between parts HAVE to be as cliche as a Gen Zer schooling unassuming blokes on "political correctness". The craziest part is how we can forgive a movie for having cringe dialogs and a simplistic plot, only because of its cool rides and brainless though sensational, almost feature-long chases. With further ado, let us take a peek at another petrolhead movie worth watching: "Dirty Mary Crazy Larry".
 

The original poster
  Released in 1974, "Dirty Mary Crazy Larry" is a typical American counterculture movie, directed by John Hough, and based on a 1963 book called "The Chase" by Richard Unekis. The plot talks about an amateur racecar driver Larry (Peter Fonda) and mechanic Deke (Adam Roarke), two lost souls searching for a way to hop on the NASCAR bandwagon. So, they decide to use the unconventional method of robbery to gather the 150 grand necessary for their race team finances. The target is a large supermarket with a safe inside the manager's office. Screeching away in the 1966 navy blue Chevrolet Impala sedan, the plan is for Deke to take the manager's wife and daughter hostage, while Larry will use this situation to extort the money out of the safe. After Larry successfully robs the supermarket and makes his way to the Impala, he's surprised by his one-night stand, Mary (Susan George), who'd followed him to the supermarket. Since he now has a witness to his mischievous activities, he lets her tag along as he drives off on his way to pick up Deke and escape. Meanwhile, the word has spread on the robbery and the police are out on patrol, setting up roadblocks. A cowboy-hat-wearing-no-gun-carrying alternative cop (Vic Morrow) becomes in charge of the chase and decides to use all the methods available to catch the trio of doom.


Bye Bye Charger
   Following a couple of fender-benders in the Impala, the gang finally arrives at the fair where the beautiful, lime green with a black stripe, 440-powered 1970 Dodge Charger R/T becomes the new getaway car. This is where the truly exhilarating part begins and continues 'till the end of the film. When the cops get outpaced by the Charger, the cowboy cop decides to use speed just like baddies. He assigns a young cop to a 440-powered Dodge Polara while he uses the police helicopter. His plan ends up working quite well, really giving the Charger and Larry's driving a run for their money. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how you see it, the baddies manage to escape until Larry's inner Evil Knievel puts them in a bit of pickle. Wanting to get ahead of the coppers, Larry miscalculates his and the upcoming train's speed. Instead of crossing the railroad ahead of it, he smashes the Charger head-on to the train's side, engulfing the car in flames. The End.


Deke, Larry, and Mary 
a.k.a. The Trio of Doom
  Well, that's a pretty sizeable middle finger to Hollywood's happy endings! These counterculture films always crack me up because just as it seems that the heroes will manage to escape, they die as the action is at its peak, shortly followed by the credits. The wrath of the normies always catches up with the rebels, one way or another. A couple more tidbits that bothered me in "Dirty Mary Crazy Larry" was the stark contrast between the gut-wrenching, action-packed shots of the Impala and Charger racing all over the place and the plot littered with predictable lines and scenes. Larry, Deke, and cowboy cop do a wonderful job of showing different facets of their characters' personalities throughout the film. However, as these three try to keep the acting interesting, Mary just annihilates their efforts with her sub-par performance. She has to play this stereotypical dumb blonde character, and she still manages to screw it up. Her only two emotions are super happy or sad and her performance would be right at home at a first-graders play than being one of the four main characters in a Hollywood movie. The same can be said for the cop driving the 440 Polara. I was really looking forward to the Charger vs Polara duel, and to my disappointment, it was a short scene and the cop recited his ten lines like a five-year-old playing with his ride-on police car. Nevertheless, as frustrating as they may be, neither the acting nor the ending truly matters in this movie. So let's talk about the real reason "Dirty Mary Crazy Larry" is worth your time: the driving.

Charger VS Chopper
  A quote that helps you forget the sloppy ending and can make you truly understand the goal of the film is this: "It's all about the journey, not the destination". Basically, the story is about the final hours of the crew trying to escape successfully from the cops, which probably is the reason why the chase was shot in an exemplary manner. The use of desolate open roads gives us the impression of freedom on the trio's horizon until it's cut short by the train in the final scene. To add suspense towards the end, we're teased earlier in the film with Larry managing to jump ahead of a train in the Impala, making us assume he'll also be successful later in the Charger. The absence of music during the majority of the film, using instead the authentic exhaust sounds from the cars driven (something that can't be said for many other movies like "The Fast and the Furious"), helps us feel the seriousness of the situation and the occupants' thirst to escape. But what really stands out are the stunts. 


 Can't catch THIS Impala!
  Now, in the era of CGI (Computer Generated Imagery), the car chases have become insanely fake and insanely... insane. Cars jumping off skyscrapers, driving-off military planes sure looks impressive but it's overdone and unauthentic. On the contrary, everything was real in the '70s. "Dirty Mary Crazy Larry" features lots of satisfying crashes (except the ones with the Charger... they'll make you weep), jumps, beautiful close-ups to give us a sense of speed, and overall surreal stunt driving. My favorite part of the movie was the legendary scene of the Charger vs police chopper, filled with stressful close-calls and butt-clenching shots of it flying next to the car. Honestly, just the fact of them using a real Charger and chopper is enough to enter the scene in the "Top 5 Car Chase Duels Of All Time" list.


P is for Presence
  In conclusion, "Dirty Mary Crazy Larry" is an incognito car movie more than anything else. The car chase is absolutely sensational, filled with suspense, and unique in its own manner, something that can't be said for the cliche plot. I absolutely loved seeing the lime-green Charger being thrown around mercilessly, the stunt driver showing jaw-dropping driving skill in a now pricy and desirable classic. Also, the period-correct (obviously) environment takes you back to a totally different era in motoring and I couldn't help myself from ceaselessly car spotting during the movie. In short, if cars and pure action is your jive, you're going to appreciate this silver screen classic. Eat your heart out, "The Fast and the Furious"!

Monday, October 18, 2021

The Beginning Of The Rotary's Racing Dynasty: The Mazda Cosmo At The 1968 Marathon De La Route


 I think it would be safe to call racecars the fighter jets of the road. NACA ducts, disc brakes, carbon fiber, etc. all originated from the aviation industry before being implemented into racecars, and only then finding their way into your average Ferrari or Citroen. In the 60's, Mazda (still called the Toyo Cork Kogyo Corporation) was relatively new to the scene of car production. Nonetheless, innovation was the company's favorite word and they'd been experimenting with their own version of a new alternative to the traditional internal combustion piston engine. The power plant was named the "Wankel" (pronounced "Vankel", you wank enthusiasts!) after its inventor, Felix Wankel. Although Felix is the man who introduced the initial concept to NSU, the german car and motorbike manufacturer he was working with at that time, it was the company's engineer, Hanns Dieter-Paschke, who came up with the fixed-housing design to replace the original rotating-housing design in 1957. So, Wankel got all the fame whereas Paschke's design became the basis for every single rotary developed to power cars, trucks, motorbikes, and even a chainsaw. I mean, history cred is overrated anyway!

  The year was 1959, and the Wankel's hype was growing by the week. Everyone's driving around in appallingly slow, single-cam cars like the Citroen 2CV, the Beetle, etc., and here's this high-revving, smooth and versatile engine, with less than half of a conventional engine's components. It was considered the engine of the future, with one design even being able to run on multiple fuels, like hydrogen. Consequently, NSU wanted a return in their pricy and soon-to-be financially catastrophic investment and turned to licensing the  Wankel engine. Significant players in the industry of the likes of Citroen, General Motors, Mercedes, and of course, Mazda (to name a few) bought licenses and dove headfirst into the future. Unfortunately, things didn't quite materialize as expected, and only Mazda and Citroen with the GS Birotor managed to build and sell rotary-powered production cars. Citroen tried to experiment with using a rotary powerplant for the legendary SM, though complications forced them to give up and use the 2.9 lt Maserati V6 instead. 


  For reasons that could only be described as pure love for a novel concept merged with Japanese determination, Mazda went to great lengths to transform NSU's Comotor Wankel engine into a financially viable idea. You see, NSU's second and last rotary automobile, the Ro80, also known as the german DS, was a revolutionary sedan with a low-drag coefficient, four-wheel disc brakes, a semi-automatic gearbox, and a 1.3lt twin-rotor engine making 110 hp, which ended up being the last nail in the coffin for the manufacturer's demise.  Innovation is amazing as long as it works for more than five minutes, something untrue to Ro80's character. The first generation of this model, introduced in 1967, was so unreliable, owners would take out their hands and signal each how many engines they had replaced as they whizzed past each other. The main issue was a lack of knowledge of the Wankel's maintenance by the general public, like warming up the engine, regular oil checks etc, which were ignored by the average Joe's and Jane's. Neglectful owners, married with the flawed apex seal design (apex seals are the rotary equivalent of combustion chambers) were the perfect match for premature engine failure. To save what was left of their reputation, NSU scrambled to replace the cars under warranty. Unfortunately, the tactic didn't work, and after only three model years of the Ro80, the company went bust. In the end, it was bought by VW-Audi and continued to produce the slightly improved second-gen until 1977. 


  Mazda had a difficult deck of cards to play within their hands and they were ready to give it their best shot. In 1967, they released one of the most beautiful and unique sports cars ever conceived: the Cosmo 110S. Powered by the L10A, 1.2lt twin-rotor Wankel making 110 hp and about 130 N-m of torque, it was a serious bit of kit. The car's roofline comes up to average adult waist level and the design kinda resembles a four-wheeled arrow. If I were a rich man, I'd get one to drive around and one to gawk at in my living room. People were awestruck when they first laid their eyes on the elegant Cosmo at the 1964 Tokyo Motor Show, an especially surprising feat from a company known for mini-economy cars, tricycles, and... corks. Not long after the 110s' release to the public, Kenichi Yamamoto, the rotary's chief engineer, thought it'd be crucial to test the car and the powertrain through the most grueling race of the period: the 84 hours of the Nurburgring, once called the Liege-Rome-Liege. Naturally, the racecars had to be modified to face the challenging conditions. Numbers 18 and 19 received an updated version of the L10A rotary called the L10B, which increased the power to 130 hp at 7,000 rpm and torque remaining more or less the same as before. Also, the wheelbase was lengthened to increase stability. The intense stress testing at the Suzuka circuit would convince the engineers to implement the recent updates to all Cosmo road cars from now on, while also reassuring them of the car's ability to at least finish the race. 

 On the 20th of August 1968, the two race-ready, mostly stock Cosmos were parked and inspected at the original starting point of the Liege-Rome-Liege, in front of the "Palais des Princes Eveques" at Liege, Belgium. Surrounded by Mini Coopers, Lancias Fulvias, Porsche 911s, and numerous other makes and models, the Cosmos must've looked as exotic as a pair of panthers amongst housecats. They were brand new, ultra-rare, and powered by triangles instead of pistons. I can't even begin to imagine people's reactions when they first heard the unrestricted rotaries scream to their pretty stratospheric redlines for 60's standards. It was definitely a sundae delight for the eyes and ears of fans. Following the end of the inauguration ceremony, the racers and their crews departed for the starting line at the Nurburgring, a.k.a. "The Green Hell".


The racers took off as soon as they set foot (or tires in this case) on the circuit and they faced a challenging feat for both man and machine: to lap the 28.91 km track as many times as possible, in 84 hours and with only one hour of total rest over the entire race. Absolutely bonkers, to say the least! Drivers of the past were made from a different type of gasoline. Speaking of drivers, Mazda had recruited five, high-skilled blokes to pedal the Cosmos to the finish line and, hopefully, the podium. The red-striped number 18 was piloted by Nobuo Koga and Masami Katakura, whereas the yellow-striped number 19 was handled by the Belgian trio, composed of Jean-Pierre Ackermans, Leon Last, and Yves Deprez. Fun fact: Belgian drivers would accompany Mazda in a large portion of the rotary's most significant victories, all the way to the historical win at the '91 24 hours of Le Mans. Sashimi and waffles, unite!


  Both Cosmos were holding up quite well over the majority of the race. Though they couldn't catch up with the leading Porsche 911 Es, Lancia Fulvias, and MG MGCs, they steadily climbed the ranks while exploring uncharted territory. When hour 80 came about, a weakened axle broke on the red-striped Cosmo and one of the rear wheels went on vacation. Number 18 was out. Thankfully, Katakura, who was the driver during the incident, walked away unscathed. The Sashimis were done and the Cosmo's reputation rested in the Waffles' hands. The yellow-striped wonder from the East held up behind the 911 Es in first and second and the Fulvia in third place, managing a fourth-place finish at hour 84. The Waffles' 110S had lapped the Nurburgring Sud and Nordschleife 344 times, covering almost 10,000 km in the process. What an accomplishment, especially taking into account the challenging race conditions and the drivetrain's novelty.

  In the end, Mazda was satisfied with the race's results. Even though they narrowly missed a podium finish, the engineers were now determined to turn rotary-powered cars into a force to be reckoned with. As for the 110S,  with an average of one car built every day from 1967 to 1972, only 1,176 were ever produced. Along with the Toyota 2000GT and Datsun Skyline GTR "Hakosuka", the Cosmo is among the most desirable and rare Japanese sports car legends. Pictures don't do it justice. I had to witness it in the flesh to truly savor its aura. If, say, both Cosmos had blown up at the Marathon de la Route and a couple of future races, Mazda would've abandoned the rotary like the demanding, misunderstood yet the innovative child that it was. On the contrary, the company nurtured and meticulously developed the Wankel, putting it inside sportscars, GT cars, estates, and even a pick-up truck. It has won almost all major races on national and international championships, especially when it was powering the first generation of the RX-7. Nevertheless, as of 2021, the engine has been dormant for nine years since the RX-8's discontinuation, and due to this vague attempt by the world's governments to reduce emissions and save the oil companies' (a.k.a. the ACTUAL government's) paychecks, we'll most probably never see another rotary-powered Mazda (what else?) again. It's being said the company might revive the Wankel as a pathetic range-extender for electric cars, but its future still remains questionable. All we can be sure about is this: it's called the Wankel, it goes Brap-Brap-Brap and it won't stop 'till everyone's eardrums get pierced with the song of spinning Doritos!

Monday, September 30, 2019

To 'Murica Or Not To 'Murica In A 2015 Ford Mustang GT



Rrrrrrrr!
 When I think “USA”, a few specific images pop in my head: spaceships, capitalism, guns, Hollywood, burgers, pick-up trucks and American flags sold by the ton. But, when you search up American car in the ‘Muriclopedia, you find a picture of a Ford Mustang. It’s one of the few cars, along with “Ferrari” and “Porsche” (not “Porsh”, you Yankees) that every non-car person has probably heard once in his/her life. To put it short, it’s become a legendary model name. So, when, out of all places, I got the chance to debunk the legend of the pony car at Chalkidiki, Greece, I’d have to be in R.E.M. to miss out on such an opportunity. All hail the V8!


This pony likes to bite
Sick rims, brotha
The “Mustang” is one of the longest surviving model names in the auto industry, having been continuously in production for 55 years. When Ford introduced the first generation in April of 1964, the people went wild. I mean, record-breaking insane for this new type of stylish coupe: the pony car. Mustangs were selling as fast as freakin’ whoppers. By the first 18 months, 1 million had been produced. To put this into perspective, the Chevy Camaro, the Mustang’s number one rival,  took 6 YEARS to reach the 1 million mark. How on earth did Ford manage to build such a successful, new car?  The idea was quite simple: make an affordable coupe or convertible, front-engine, rear-wheel drive, with room for four and a relatively spacious trunk. Then, recycle the chassis of the Falcon and plenty of switchgear and drivetrains from other Ford models to keep the price down, offer plenty of customizability to the buyer and Voila! You have a sales hit. On top of all that, the Mustang’s presence in the entertainment scene cannot be overlooked. It’s through movies that most of us outside the U.S.A. got to see it for the first time. Here are a few films in which the Mustang was the star car: “Bullit”, James Bond’s “Goldfinger” and “Diamonds are Forever”, both “Gone in 60 Seconds”, “Fast and Furious: Tokyo Drift”, “30 Minutes or Less” the list goes on and on. The Mustang is a legend, whichever way you look at it.

Love that swoopy nose
The first and last time I went for a ride in a Mustang was around 4 years ago. It was a Canadian import ’66 Coupe, silver with a black vinyl top and interior and a 289c.i. (4,7 lt) V8 mated to a 3-speed automatic. Quite a leisurely, cool, comfortable car to cruise around in… but that’s all it is. Everything mechanical on the first-gen Mustang is slightly more advanced than a motorized carriage. That’s the degree of engineering implemented into its design. The brakes kinda slow you down, the handling is comparable to a pick-up truck and the fact it had three speeds would be more interesting in the kid’s version, not the life-size one. I wonder if 50 years was enough for Ford to turn the Mustang into a decent driving sports car. Let's find out!




Best looking Mustang since the original one
  What’s cool about the current S550 generation Mustang is its newness. It’s not like all the previous generations, where it was only a new body, mo’ powah and slightly improved anchors. Finally, after half a century of ball scratching, Ford’s R&D nuts started to bleed and they took the leap to transform the Mustang’s cornering capabilities. The introduction of independent rear suspension (IRS) to replace the medieval live rear axle was a very welcome update. Yet, I can’t congratulate Ford for offering its 435 hp sportscar with an IRS set-up, a feature that the Citroen 2CV, France’s cheap-ass people’s car, had in 1948. 

An original one for reference
  And what year did the sixth-gen Mustang go on sale, for comparison’s sake? It came out in 2014, only 66 years after the 2CV. That’s corporate laziness at its best. And then, the Americans laugh at the French for making weird, unreliable cars. Ha! The 2CV, especially an early one, is one of the most spartan automobiles ever produced, by a landslide. And it had the dimension altering power of a turtle, with a 365cc flat-twin putting out… nine horsepower. It’s definitely unimaginably slow and it was more mechanically advanced than a V8 sports coupe from 2013. Anyways, I got a little carried away there with this crazy comparison so I’ll make it simple. With an IRS set-up, the rear wheels absorb most of the stress from bumps and crevices on the road, spreading it out on the car’s sides and keeping it more planted. In a live axle, the stress is transmitted all around the booty of the car, which is an awful recipe in a vehicle built for high-speed driving. Even if the road is straight and you hit a large bump with an older Mustang, the rear end will hop, the rear tires will lose traction and you’ll probably spin. Now the real question is if the IRS made any difference. Spoiler Alert: it did.

The Mustang's prettiest angle
Chalkidiki is a region, close to Thessaloniki, Greece, composed of three peninsulas and lots of beaches. I’ve been going there every year since I was born and you can find some incredibly beautiful, paradise-like places to enjoy nature in. However, it’s not the most welcoming place for driving, especially at night. All but maybe two roads are at least 30 years old, with no lines, no barriers, no lights, almost no speed cameras (there are three in total) and it’s littered with mini churches on the side of the road. Why’s that? Because each church is placed where a person has either crashed or gone off a cliff… and died. As a co-driver, you can count the churches and then rate a Greek road from dangerous to deadly as fuck, boy. True story. At least, if you use your brain to think, you’ll be savvy enough to avoid taking any chances and slow down… or else. Also, because of, y’know, the Greek Crisis, most of the cars are at least 15 years old and they’re mostly shit, devoid of anything interesting whatsoever. This year though, when I went to visit my uncle Nick at the beach, the car gods decided to gift me one awesome experience.

It's a 5.0, yo!
As soon as I arrived, by bus, at the seaside village where Nick was staying, I stopped by his place say “Hi!”. I hadn’t seen him for two years but, as usual, the first question following “How are you” was “Did you come with the (Porsche) Macan?”. His answer was music to  my ears: “Nah, man. I only have the Mustang in Greece.”. What?! The 2015 5.0 Mustang GT… in Chalkidiki?! For the first time in my 20-year-old life, I’ll be riding around the seaside in some American muscle! Can I drive it?

Your asphalt jet is ready, sir
A couple days pass and a knock on the door at 2 p.m. woke me up from a good “night’s” sleep. Opened the door while my eyes were still half-closed, and it was Nick. “Good Morning! We’re leaving for the beach in a bit so get ready… and you’re driving the Mustang” was all he said. Five minutes later, I was sitting in the Mustang’s comfy, Recaro driver’s seat. The interior felt welcoming but obviously, the quality was lacking. Sure, it had a couple actual metal bits though most of it is filled with black or shiny plastic. Nevertheless, when you press the engine start button and wake up the 5.0lt Coyote Gen 2 V8, you couldn’t care less about the crappy plastics. The “Blablablablabla” it produces while idling is enough to put instantly a smile on your face. It’s the appetizer for the upcoming main dish. The clutch requires just a slight amount of pressure and is very easy to engage. I’m a novice driver and it was quite straightforward to find its grabbing-point. The Tremec 6-speed has zero play and a pleasantly short throw, each gear going in with a satisfying “clack”. I engage first and the Mustang is already moving without a sweat. I could’ve started off in third and it wouldn’t have stalled. That’s how much torque this car has. We began exiting the village through a tight, normally two-lane road, filled with parked cars and people casually walking around. Keeping the Mustang’s long nose away from all the hazards was a challenge, to say the least. You can’t see where it ends because of its swoop right in the end. Thankfully, this short-lived hassle was followed by a large, two-lane blacktop leading towards the beach. Time to test out the Mustang’s open road prowess.

This booty is stable
We’re cruising at around 40-50 kph in fourth, with the windows down, in by far the coolest ride in the region, with a sick V8 burbling away. Right from the get-go, the Mustang is an effortless car to drive. The torque makes it difficult to stall and reassures you that you’ll have the power, at any time, to avoid a sticky situation. You can drive around like a granny in fifth, even sixth gear and only burn 10l/100 km, more or less the same as a similarly potent, downsized turbo engine from its German competitors. Don’t worry, we all know us petrolheads would never see these figures, except maybe in highway driving. With such a spinetingling song, if I owned this Mustang, I’d ONLY want to change gear at redline. Good thing we’re in Greece and cops are plagued with this sort of periodic dementia (a.k.a. laziness/I-know-better-ness) where they forget to enforce basic traffic laws on the road e.g. putting an end to people who, very often, cross when it’s a red light (in their car, of course). As a result, everybody’s traveling at whatever speed they fancy. Perfect!

See! It's not THAT cheap looking!
Finally, the moment I’d been waiting for had arrived: it was time to floor it in the 5.0. The number of instances I’ve dreamt about being behind the wheel of a bitchin’, V8 ride was to become a reality. All the thousands of hours I’ve spent watching reviews on Youtube could barely scratch the surface of the explosion of emotions of the actual experience I won’t lie that I was a tiny bit scared. The last fastest car I’d driven was a 30-year-old BMW 325i with 170 hp, when new, 360.000 km and that almost kicked its ass out a couple of times. Nevertheless, that happened when I was close to redline while cornering. It warned me “If you cross this line, you’re entering a whole new world you don’t want to explore right now”.  On the other hand, the Mustang, even with traction control on, is still 2,5 times more powerful than the Bimmer. Torque comes-in early in the rev band in a non-linear manner. It demands respect and doesn’t respond kindly to harsh inputs. You gotta be “a smooth operatah, man”. So, with all these thoughts bumping into each other in my head, I downshifted into third and, progressively, gave it the beans.   The Coyote V8 went from being a sleepy kitty cat to a tiger on the hunt without a second to spare. In a blink, everything around me went blurry. I was pushed back on my seat, and the only clear thing I could see was the car and road ahead. “Warp Speed Engaged!” and the revs are climbing at a very quick rate. After the 5k rpm mark, the Mustang is pulling even harder, the same way a Honda VTEC engine would.  In more or less three seconds, we had gone from 40 to 100 kph in third. The result? I couldn’t stop giggling. It’s one of those paradoxical giggles resulting from your subconscious thinking “That’s scary!” and “That’s awesome!” at the same instant. The power of a V8’s eargasmic sound at full chat is that anything bothering you will either shatter into a million pieces or is placed under the rug for a little bit. After that, whenever I got a bit of safe space, I’d floor it just to sip once more from the cocktail of instant acceleration and deliciously aggressive exhaust noise. During those instances of high stress, on the straights or around the curves, the Mustang always felt planted and stiff, making you comfortable traveling at much higher speeds than you're allowed to. 

Recaro seats: excellent for trips and spirited driving
The "Shaker" subwoofer intensifies the aural pleasure
Unfortunately, like anything in this world, the Mustang is far from perfect. The steering is one click from being classified as “Safe only for simulation racing games”. You have zero feedback whatsoever of where the wheels are pointing. The only way to really know is by looking at your altering surroundings. I understand that Ford didn’t really care for steering feedback for the sake of usability. Nevertheless, it’s at the same level as a Peugeot 208. That’s not a sports car, in case you haven’t ever heard of it. Then, we have the brakes. They work very well and bring the Mustang to a screeching halt in no time. Though, brake pedal feel and placement was quite uncomfortable. The max travel is half the distance of the clutch and accelerator pedal. You’re barely pressing it and you’re slowing down much more that you’d like. As a result, the brakes are very touchy and difficult to modulate. I found it disorienting and unpleasant. The last niggle of the Mustang is the cockpit. Everything is well arranged and easy to reach. Nevertheless, I found it very claustrophobic with its fat pillars. This what happens when you combine retro styling with safety regulations.

The "anti-crap-stepping
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In conclusion, for 50.000 Euros, the 5.0 Mustang GT is a bargain. There’s no need spending 10, 20 or even 40 grand more for a BMW M4, a Mercedes C63 or Porsche 911. Interior quality and infotainment system aside, the Ford is just as capable as any of its competitors. It has supportive, comfy seats, can fit four, average-sized adults and their luggage, a boomin’ sound system (especially with the “Shaker” subwoofer), air-con, lots of electric nannies to keep you and your wife out of trouble, the anti-crap-stepping-mustang-logo and a sensational, naturally aspirated V8 to wake you up in the morning. Stop buying 911s for your middle-aged wives who don’t care about anything except for the badge, that “It’s nice” and who’ll treat it like a Fiat 500. Get them a Mustang for half the price, twice the practicality and just as much fun. Or buy it for yourself and use the extra cash to modify it to bits. V8s for everyone!

Many thanks to my uncle Nick letting me try out my first, American, V8 and properly fast car. I'm still giggling!