I cannot abide diesel. The noise, the stench, the vibration, the owners wilful display of Scrooge like tightwad slavery to mpg whilst sacrificing so much else.
No, I always prefer the sound, power delivery, and “soul” a decent petrol engine brings to the party that a diesel just can’t muster.
Same goes for gearboxes, a good manual brings a level of involvement and interactivity to driving that’s just completely missing with a self shifting box.
Sadly, in this age of artificially shaped torque curves and ubiquitous use of turbo chargers, the fizz and the playfulness of the petrol engine has been muted. Yes they make more power, but they lack the fun a naturally aspirated engine has, and everyone seems to have forgotten what decent throttle response feels like.
I was looking recently for new car with a sporting fun character, a naturally aspirated engine, and a manual box. Any of the above ruled Audi out immediately, the decision to neuter the S4 & S5 with a Diesel engine was unforgivable. The S4 used to have a V8, how did they lose their way so badly?
Of the cars that fitted the non-turbo, manual petrol requirement, there was a choice of 8. That wasn’t my shortlist, that was how many cars that fit the bill were available in the UK market in total. 8. Decent driving experiences are being usurped by a tidal wave of mediocre SUV’s.
Many that were available were way above my price range, effectively halving the choices.
I was all set to order a new 30th anniversary MX5 RF. Despite the underpowered hairdresser reputation, the MX5 is essentially the last pure driving experience from a mainstream car maker that you’ll find under £30k. They are delightful tactile and communicative little cars, if you can, have a go in one. They are more fun than a fleet of Audi’s, and will show you how ‘wrong’ modern cars have become.
My new car arrived this week. It fits none of the criteria above. In fact it’s probably the greatest act of automotive hypocrisy I’ve ever perpetrated, because it’s overweight, not a petrol, has (lord help me) black wheels, a glass roof (so the gods of a decently low centre of gravity can look upon me with disdain), it’s an auto, and I’ve always hated American cars.
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