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Simply the Best: 2010 Ferrari 458 Italia
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The last Ferrari I drove was also red with a tan interior and looked like sex on wheels. I am older and supposedly a little wiser these days, but the sight of the first new Ferrari since the Enzo that didn’t look like a pastiche of 1960s design cues still snapped a frisson of desire through my synapses as I strode up to it, ignition key in hand. And two hours later, after a 90-mile blast along one of my favorite California backroads — a writhing, empty ribbon of tarmac I save for special cars like the Porsche Cayman S, BMW M3, and Corvette ZR1 — I was quite prepared to declare the new Ferrari 458 Italia the best sports car I have ever driven.
The 458 Italia does away with the machismo nonsense that great sports cars must somehow be tamed. For years I read road tests where writers waxed lyrical about the click-clack of metal on metal as they worked a Ferrari shifter through that iconic metal gate. What they were really telling you was how good a driver they were, because they had mastered the difficult art of getting a Ferrari through a fast second-third gear-change. The 458 Italia has buttons and paddles and two pedals and can mooch around town like a Buick, with the transmission computer deciding which of the seven ratios it should be using. But find a quiet canyon road, switch the Manettino to Race mode, start working the paddles, and… oh Lordy! You’ll be half a mile down the road while the click-clack guy’s still trying to find third gear.
The 458′s new seven speed dual-clutch manual transmission delivers virtually seamless full throttle upshifts; with the 557-hp, 4.5-liter V-8 screaming to its 9000-rpm redline behind you, and the upshift warning lights strobing across the top of the steering wheel, it’s like you’ve borrowed Fernando Alonso’s company car for the weekend. And like Fernando, you can grenade the brakes with your left foot as you fan the left hand paddle on the entry into a tight corner. The massive carbon-ceramic rotors will have the seat belt digging into your chest as the engine bra-bra-braaaps on the downshifts as fast as you can tug that paddle.
The front end lunges at the apex the moment you pull the steering wheel off center, and the linearity of the system is such that you can place the 458′s front wheels with millimetric accuracy. The feedback through the steering wheel rim is constant and deliciously detailed, too; it’s almost as if you’re gently brushing your fingertips across the tarmac. After a few miles you also realize you can get on the gas much earlier than you expect coming out the turns, as the electronically controlled differential cleverly vectors the torque between the rear wheels to not only deliver maximum traction, but also help rotate the car. The way the 458 comes out of turns — and the way you can also feel exactly what is happening where the rubber meets the road at the rear of the car — is quite unlike any other mid-engine, two-wheel drive sports car I have ever driven.
The 458 shrugged off mid-corner lumps and heaves that demanded the occasional stab of opposite lock in the ZR1, and even had the M3 skittering across the road at times. You can keep the shocks in the softer setting, even in Race mode, which helps deliver the remarkable ride and generous grip even on indifferent roads. It’s a beautifully composed chassis; calm, well-mannered, and deeply communicative.
As I headed back to town, I discovered that screaming V-8 would pull cleanly from as little as 1400 rpm in seventh gear. I discovered, too, an unexpected swell of torque around 5000 rpm that meant I could short-shift and still maintain momentum. I almost schmoozed the 458 along the road, and was effortlessly cleaner, neater, quicker than I had been in the Porsche Cayman S along this same road a couple years earlier.
The 458 Italia surrounds you so completely with its talent, it almost feels an organic extension of your senses. With the Ferrari 348 I was bitterly disappointed to learn Maranello’s magic was mostly myth; that I’d been seduced by Glenn Close rather than Elle MacPherson. With the 458 Italia the magic is real. Because this Ferrari turns mere mortals like you and me into driving gods.
Saturday, July 30, 2011 | 0 Comments
The Happiest Happy Hour: Chauffeured around Manhattan in Exotic Supercars
After the initial media day at this year’s 2011 New York International Auto Show, I was invited to an informal happy hour hosted by Signature, an up-and-coming exotic car rental firm from New Jersey. The kicker: We would be chauffeured to appetizers through the streets of Manhattan in the coolest way possible – coddled in the seat of one of six exotic supercars in Signature’s fresh fleet. Ride in a hand-built chariot to drinks and food? Ah, YES PLEASE. (Sure, a drive of the cars would have been best, but considering the mix of light libations, hellish NYC potholes/construction zones, and low-slung carbon-fiber bodies, being chauffeured seemed the better choice.)
I have visited New York’s bustling urbanscape a few times. I’ve seen the city’s innumerable monuments and picturesque, movie-set-like panoramas. But never have I experienced some of these sites while strapped into a deeply recessed bucket bolted into a snarling Lamborghini.
For this event, Signature blocked off its top rides: A Ferrari California, Aston Martin DB9 Volante, Maserati GranCabrio Sport, Ferrari F430 Spider, Bentley GTC, and Mercedes-Benz S550 all joined the party. Despite the hordes of taxis and pedestrians passing within inches of our expensive metal, the group stayed close and in line during our 30-minute tourist drive. You can only imagine how much the Lamborghini Effect was compounded. (A few NYPD officers flashed their emergency lights just to get beside us to look closer at the six-figure sports cars.)
From the Javits Center, our exotic lineup ventured along the Hudson River’s shore on 11th street to West Street. We passed Ground Zero, then slowly cruised further south to State Street past the Charging Bull onto Water Street. After cutting further south to East River Drive, we headed north to the South Street Seaport where our destination — a homey New Zealander restaurant called Nelson Blue — awaited. Everything outside became more appealing when looked at from inside a supercar. Then again, maybe it was the extremely low perspective, which gave even the lowest of passing curbs extra clout.
When the angry bull was subdued at a stoplight, I spoke to my driver, Hamed Zolghadr. Though only 25 years old, the slick-haired, smiling driver was an industry veteran who gained experience and made valuable friends while working at a local Lamborghini dealership.
“I started off washing cars,” he explained. “Then after a few years, I worked my way into the service department and became a technician. During my time there, I met Marcello and the rest of the guys, and now I’m here helping our business grow. We have some big plans in the works and we can’t wait to see what happens.”
He said Signature’s business is still going strong despite the economic downturn.
“Thankfully, we are doing very well. We’re constantly adding new cars, and we’re going to open a new 5,000 sq-ft. showroom near Newark Airport soon. Now we’re pursuing new outlets for exposure. Our customers are happy, and we love to make them that way.”
As for the folks filling their cars, the gamut is wide.
“We get all types of people renting cars from us. From ones just wanting to experience a supercar for the first time in their life, to the wedding couple wanting a cool ride, to the one person who just wants a fast car to flaunt for a night. The variety is huge. There are also the well-off ones that want to test drive new cars. For them, we offer our membership program.”
With the Murcielago parked, our group headed inside Nelson Blue for delicious Kiwi grub. If you’re in the area, be sure to stop by this restaurant. Like the food and drink, the ambiance is superb and laidback. I got to meet Marcello Bommarito, Signature’s CEO. He used to run the Lamborghini dealership Hamed worked at, but he grew up loving and respecting Ferrari.
“My father has worked for Ferrari for decades, and I used to do logistics for them, too. So you could say I have a thing for the brand,” said the Tifoso in his distinct New Jersey accent.
Nowadays, he loves all exotics. They are the bread and butter of the business he started with good friends only a year ago. I asked him what separates Signature Car Collection from its many competitors.
Unlike other exotic car rental firms, Marcello said Signature handles everything it can in-house, in order to pass appropriate prices on to their customers.
“We have a body shop in-house. We do all maintenance on our vehicles at our headquarters, too. We are a one-stop shop.”
Everyone on payroll is also a real car guy or girl. Lastly, Signature is family owned and operated, meaning Marcello’s team is tight-knit, knowledgeable, and dedicated to making the customer experience the best it can be.
“We love seeing that smile on their faces,” Marcello said. “One wedding story in particular was a fun one. The bride-to-be rented our LP640 for the wedding, but the groom didn’t know. Yep, he was a diehard Lamborghini fan.
“So while the couple was taking wedding pictures outside of their hotel, my team drove by, as if to tease the groom. During the photoshoot, he stopped the photographer and pointed the car out to his fiancee. We drove by a second time, but this time we stopped, jumped out, and handed him the keys nonchalantly. He was ecstatic!”
After only a year, Signature has grown from a one car-operation (starting with the Ferrari F430) to one of the busiest rental firms of its kind in the Northeast. Luckily for the team from Lodi, their next decisions deal with what colors their future Italian cars will be painted, not how they’ll struggle to stay afloat. (Expansion plans include opening offices in Miami and Chicago.)
Food in belly, it was time to head back to Midtown. I was the last to leave.
“We saved the California for you,” Marcello said smiling. “The open top gives the city another flavor.”
How fitting — the born-and-bred Californian entering the New York City night in Ferrari’s most advanced topless grand tourer to date. Another car, another of the city’s many tasty flavors. Yes, this was my happiest happy hour ever.
Friday, July 29, 2011 | 0 Comments
Why Gasoline-Blooded Enthusiasts Will Learn to Love Hybrids
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Friday, February 13, 2009 | 0 Comments
Shelby Super Snake Prudhomme Edition: The Snake & the Snakecharmer Do a Mustang
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"I pulled $12,000 out of my ass to sponsor Prudhomme, because I felt he really had it. I knew he was going to be great. That was 42 years ago, and we've been friends ever since." -- Carroll Shelby "He was sitting there in a cool-looking blue Lincoln, with a really pretty girl in the car wearing a short skirt, and they were drinking beer and I thought to myself, 'Carroll Shelby is the coolest sumbiatch I ever met.' -- Don "The Snake" Prudhomme In 1968, a young Don Prudhomme was driving a Ford SOHC 427-powered rail dragster. Ford was behind the effort, in an attempt to take on the mighty Mopar Street Hemi. Carroll Shelby was still building Cobras and Mustangs, and Shelby American was managing all sorts of racing efforts for Ford. That's how he and The Snake first connected. But they never, in all those years, worked together on a car. Until now. Meet the Prudhomme Edition Shelby Super Snake, a Mustang built to live life a quarter mile at a time, with the philosophy that none of those quarter miles should take more than 10 seconds. I just came back from a gig at the Wally Parks NHRA Museum at the Pomona Fairplex where the car was revealed to the media, Shelby fans, and other assembled drag racing folks. The car was conceived, designed, and will be built at Shelby Automobiles' facility in Las Vegas. It's a strictly "post-title" program, meaning you show up with your 2007 or 2008 Shelby GT500, fork over $100 grand, and they'll convert it to a Prudhomme edition car for you. Or pay $50K more, and they'll source a GT500 for you and do the same. Just don't expect to buy or lease one at a Ford dealer. The modifications are extensive and focused on making this Mustang work best in a straight line, a decided departure from the usual Shelby mix of accel, braking, and handling aimed at road course or twisty mountain road work. The centerpiece, of course, is the engine, still supercharged and cranked up to produce 800 hp (109-octane race gas and racing tune) or a mere 750 on 93-octane juice with a street tune. Either way, show up to the track, bolt on your slicks, uncork the mufflers, and bracket race your heart out. The scooped intake system that sits atop the huffer is just the coolest thing. And unlike Ford Racing's Cobra Jet supe-stock-style Mustang (50 built, all sold out), the Shelby Super Snake quarter-miler is street legal, although we wonder what happens when you show up at the smog station... Several other drag-racing legends were in attendance, including Ed "The Ace" McCulloch, plus current competitors Ashley and (dad) John Force, there for the NHRA season-opening Winternationals. The elder Force looks fit and sharp, amazing after the life-threatening accident he suffered a little more than a year ago.
Is there demand for 100 of these limited-edition straight-line Shelbys? It's curious that this car came to fruition at the same time as did the Ford's factory Cobra Jet, although again, those are all spoken for. And the current economic climate might not be right for a $150,000 bracket racer. Time will tell. http://www.shelbyautos.com/; 702/942-7325 |
Tuesday, February 10, 2009 | 0 Comments
The Lohdown: BREAKING NEWS – iDRIVE NO LONGER SUCKS
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It was an idea so simple, so elegant, yet so powerful it was to change the way the world interacted with the automobile. It flew in the face of modern convention, which said more (buttons/switches/knobs) equals better. It was the concept of “one dial to rule them all,” and it was supposed to free up consoles, fingers, and minds. It would not only create a more beautiful and serene driving environment, it would invigorate the drive itself.
Next week, "The Lohdown" will be broadcast from the Windy City, for the 2009 Chicago Autoshow. Send suggestions of things you'd like to see (and places where I should eat) to: thelohdownMT@gmail.com. The Lohdown is published on motortrend.com every Wednesday. Please send all suggestions, comments, and spleen venting invective to thelohdownMT@gmail.com. |
Tuesday, February 10, 2009 | 0 Comments
Chris Bangle: Iconoclast. Visionary
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The most influential automotive designer of the early 21st century has just left the building. Chris Bangle's departure from BMW will draw cheers and jeers in equal measure from those who remain convinced he butchered the company's cars -- literally: Superstar product designer and auto enthusiast Mark Newson (he owns a DB4 Aston and a Lamborghini Miura) once told me he thought the original Z4 roadster looked like it had been styled with a machete. Yet Bangle's cloth-covered GINA concept, which features movable elements under the skin that changed the vehicle's surfaces, remains one of the most innovative concept cars ever built. GINA was typical Bangle: an iconoclastic take on something most automotive designers take for granted -- that an automobile's form is, folding-convertible roof aside, immutable. Ford global design chief J Mays is no fan, but he admits Bangle has been significant in reshaping modern cars. Ford of Europe's Martin Smith talks of him as an instigator of the trend toward "surface entertainment," something Smith himself has used to great effect with his "Kinetic Design" cars. "He's certainly the most talked about [designer]," says Renault design boss Patrick Le Quement. "His designs have a great deal of presence, and they're well proportioned. He's been highly influential." Bangle's first BMWs -- the E46 3 Series and the X5 -- were relatively conventional. The E46, launched in 1998, was a simple evolution of the previous-generation E36, and I well remember how its conservative looks were a hot talking point among journalists attending the car's launch in Spain. I still remind colleagues who later lauded the E46 as the last of the good-looking BMWs that at the time they thought it was boring and derivative, just another cookie-cutter BMW with predictably cloned design cues from the larger 5 and 7 Series models.
Those who believe Chris Bangle single-handedly brutalized BMW design should remember his strategy had the full backing of senior BMW management; they signed Bangle's BMWs into production. And that includes BMW product wunderkind and tastemeister Wolfgang Reitzle, who was fired over his bungled attempt to succeed Bernd Pischetsreider as BMW chairman and later distanced himself from the highly controversial Bangle-designed E65 7 Series (pictured), saying he always meant to go back and fix the car once he'd gotten Pischetsreider's job. "You know, my mind is now somewhere else already," he told my colleague Gavin Green in an interview published in Motor Trend a few years back. "I worry that the industry isn't looking far enough forward. We're closing in rapidly at the end of the current paradigm in the evolution of the car, and if this paradigm lasts beyond 2020, I'll be amazed. After that, cars, as we understand them now, will be different animals." |
Monday, February 09, 2009 | 0 Comments