[From 2009]
Let’s start with the easiest
conclusion. The McLaren F1 remains the ne
plus ultra of modern supercars, even though it was first put to paper back
in the ‘80s. Sure, some features like
the “high” profile rubber and dated switchgear are negatives when compared
against candidates in 2010 hyper-car meme-sphere. The stereo system, which sounds wonderful,
runs off those archaic silver round bits – though, unlike the 612 (which can
also play CDs), it’s actually quite easy to select different discs and
songs. The F1 has a certain analog,
hand-made appeal, something that is lacking on modern Ferraris and
Lamborghinis. And don’t even mention the
overpowered bus that is the Bugatti Veyron.
McLaren
now offers xenon headlight upgrades (not quite as expensive as the custom paint
on the 16M, but not far behind), and rumor has it that they’re working on
carbon composite brakes and an iPod interface.
But even if you add all of that, the car is still going to be 15 years
old. And that underscores the sheer
superiority of the McLaren that much more:
Grace Kelly is still an icon to this day, and so is the McLaren. You will never, ever take the McLaren for
granted, whether it’s doing 200+ mph, popping away with your two girlfriends,
doing a lap of the Nurburgring or picking up some Big Macs. Our only regret was that the DOT limitations
meant that we couldn’t drive it more.
The Ferrari Scuderia Spider 16M is,
on paper, insane. The 430 Scuderia coupe
is the ultimate Ferrari road car; really, it’s practical, reliable, faster than
an Enzo, has luggage room for a weekend getaway, and sounds like the war chants
of Norse gods in Valhalla . So what happens when you cut the roof
off? Yes, the 16M is every bit as good a
convertible as the standard 430 Spider.
But is it worth the near 33% price premium?
Yes,
oh yes. Because what that big difference
in price gets you isn’t the exclusivity, the swagger that one may feel when
parked against more common 430s. No,
that price grants to you the same feeling that one must get from a high-priced,
black leather-clad dominatrix. You’re
paying for that pain – the deafening roar of the exhaust, the brutal kick in
the ass of an 8,000 rpm upshift, the exquisite lateral pull as you clip that
imaginary apex curbing. You don’t have
to grab the 16M by the scruff of the neck and wring it violently to enjoy
driving it. You don’t have to let the F1
transmission shift violently at full-throttle, but that’s exactly what you paid
that big the premium for.
And
despite all of this, it works as a cross-country transport too. Like peon 430s, it has room for luggage up
front, accommodates even extra-tall drivers, and it has quite a pleasant,
windless cockpit with the top down. Add
a cup-holder and cruise-control, and you’d be ready to cross Kansas again. Even the Paris Hilton paint job had grown on
me by the end of the trip. Oh,
definitely and absolutely invest a few bucks in a better iPod integration
system.
The
612 Scaglietti is intended for an onion-skin thin slice of the car-buying
demographic. It’s massively expensive,
it depreciates faster than condos in Phoenix, and, compared to its stablemates,
it lacks the dramatic beauty demanded of Italian supercars. But for those who must have one, those for
whom ordinary S-class or 7-series or even Quattroportes are just not
sufficient, then the 612 Scaglietti hits it out of the park. For the first time, Ferrari has offered a car
that can carry four real-world adults. Now, the two in back can’t be particularly
big, mind you, but it is a real back seat. As Dan has demonstrated in Boston , a set of snow tires and the big beast
will just keep rolling.
Crossing
the country is the perfect element for this grand touring machine. If you’ve mastered the Bose system, you’re
golden. The relentless torque of the big
V12 means that there is nothing that you can’t pass (aside from gas stations,
har-har). Even when the roads get
twisty, it’s neat and fast, though not lithe.
Even the much-impugned F1 transmission has improved to the point where a
diehard manual shifter like me would consider it. The 612 would have been the biggest surprise
of the trip, but for the fact that….
We
took a hand-built, unique, Pebble
Beach show car out of the
box (literally), filled it up with gas and drove it across the country. Without any mechanical issues whatsoever
(aside from the duct-taped spoiler bits).
Astounding. It was never far from
my mind that, as I’m driving the Mantide, one little error and Bertone would be
out its Pebble Beach centerpiece. But the Mantide just took it all on without a
ruffle. Full credit too must be given to
GM, for building the underlying Corvette so well that it can suffer a
dismantling and reassembly before being flogged across America . And the magicians at Bertone for doing that
work, and dressing up the Corvette in an Italian dress out of the pages of
Vogue. So the biggest question of the
trip is answered thusly: yes, even to
those who would not otherwise consider a King of the Hill Corvette, this is among
the world’s most desirable supercars.