RE: Three Men In A Car: To Frankfurt By Panamera

RE: Three Men In A Car: To Frankfurt By Panamera

Thursday 24th September 2009

Three Men In A Car: To Frankfurt By Panamera

PH takes a Panam flight to the Frankfurt show


5am, Monday 14 September, Kingston
Monday mornings aren't really my strongest suit, and times of the day beginning with a five are never a good time to be getting up anyway. Yet here I am outside my flat in suburban south-west London in the murky pre-dawn light, waiting for PH staffers Garlick and Stuart to pick me up.

Normally, the thought of spending my pre-coffee hours cooped up in a car with any one is not a prospect I relish, even if the company is in the form of such genial chaps as Garlick and Stuart. But this time is different. This time I am waiting for a Porsche Panamera to pick me up and whisk us away to the Frankfurt. And because this is PH (and we have all day to get to Germany) we've decided to take the scenic route, heading down through Northern France to Reims for a quick peek at the remains of the historic GP circuit. Next we'll spear off east through Champagne country, avoiding the autoroute, before getting back into multi-lane mode for the final Autobahn strop to Frankfurt.

Panam flight RV59 VUC makes a cheeky stop-off at Reims
Panam flight RV59 VUC makes a cheeky stop-off at Reims

With the prospect of doing all this in a 394bhp Porsche, it is therefore pretty safe to say that I am fairly excited.

Soon after five, the Panamera's distinctively Porsche face appears at the bottom of my street and the long, low shape rolls to a stop beside me. Even in the half light it manages to look like a classic Porsche coupe, and a four-door luxo-barge. At the same time. It's like the Magic Eye of cars.

Checking the spec list on the chunnel
Checking the spec list on the chunnel
6.45am Monday, M25
Stuart has taken the wheel for the first stint, so I settle into the front passenger seat with Garlick riding in the back. The Panamera's coupe-saloon optical illusion continues inside. The slim-shouldered seats and cocooning effect of the high centre console that runs the length of the interior make for an intimate coupe-like feel, even though the reality is that there's actually plenty of room for four adults - even tall ones.

As we pull into Clacket Lane services for a fill-up in the gathering light I get my first proper daylight look at 'our' Panamera. I still can't call it pretty, but there's no doubt that it's imposing. The fussy alloy wheel design and blue paint with blue leather interior do it few favours, however. As Garlick puts it: "It's nicer to be inside looking out than to be outside looking at it."

Riggers takes the first stint in France...
Riggers takes the first stint in France...
7.45am Monday, somewhere beneath the English Channel
Le Shuttle reveals the true size of the Panamera. Getting on has been an exercise in clenching certain muscles - squeezing past the narrow bits on the train where the toilets are sited has the parking sensors screaming for mercy.

It's only a half-hour trip across La Manche, but the Panam draws plenty of admirers. A French lady who works for Eurotunnel is utterly besotted with it, and reckons it looks like an old Aston from the rear. Just as impressed, although more quietly so, are a group of chaps in a V10 Touareg on their way for some cycling in Italy. Turns out one of them owns a 993, while another possesses the keys to a 997. The chap with the 997 also has a Hawker Hunter jet though, so it must be a bit difficult to get him genuinely impressed.

...before a quick pit stop...
...before a quick pit stop...
10am (CET) Monday, northern France
I take the wheel of the Panamera for the first time as we squeeze ourselves off the Eurotunnel. Apart from a frustrating road works diversion that has us initially heading east for Dunkerque instead of south on the A26, we're soon heading towards Reims on smooth, traffic-free autoroute.

The Panamera instantly feels at home on these roads. It's stable, surefooted and refined, and the excellent stereo easily drowns out any tyre or wind noise that there might be (though we do have to put up with Stuart's taste in music). It's a fast way of covering the miles, too. A power output of 394bhp and 368lb ft of torque aren't stellar outputs in an 1860kg machine, but the smooth, intuitive auto mode on the seven-speed PDK gearbox masks any torque deficiencies by always being in the right gear. In fact, the biggest problem is keeping the speed down to a licence-preserving pace...

Midday, Reims
We find the old Reims pit complex nestled along a straight piece of road just off the N31 dual carriageway west of Reims. Curiously, although the old paddock complex and start line grandstands seem close to collapse in parts - there hasn't been a GP here since 1966 and the circuit has been officially closed since 1972 - the empty, ghostly facades are coated with what seems to be a brand new lick of paint.

Helpfully, a chap in an RX-8 appears to explain (although he's really stopped to have a good nose around the Porsche). It seems that there's been a bit of a revival of the place in recent years, with an organisation called the ACG (Les Amis du Circuit de Gueux) helping to preserve the remaining circuit infrastructure and even putting on the odd classic event.

...so Garlick can have a go...
...so Garlick can have a go...
1pm, D931 between Reims and Suippes
Having said goodbye to Monsieur RX-8, and with Stuart back at the wheel, I manage to get us lost in Reims, despite the excellent sat-nav (I'm trying to be too clever and take us in directions that the sat-nav doesn't agree with). Having discovered the Panamera's slightly lumpy low-speed ride we eventually find our way out of the city and on to the open rural roads that stretch across the battlefield areas of the Somme and Verdun.

These roads, particularly the D931 between Reims and Suippes, are wide, straight and fantastically well sighted, and we fairly rocket through the French countryside. It's fantastic, although the war cemeteries that pepper the route are a sobering reminder of this area's bloody history.

Stopped at the remains of the Reims GP circuit
Stopped at the remains of the Reims GP circuit
2pm, near Verdun
As we get closer to Verdun the country gets hillier, and the road (now the D603) turns twisty - long sweeping curves that rise and fall with the countryside. This is proper Panamera territory. After a quick lunch stop in a small town called Sainte Menehould, where the local restaurant's speciality was pig's trotter (we avoided that, choosing instead the somewhat safer sandwich option) I've managed to wangle the driving seat again, and I'm thanking my lucky stars.

Stuart and Garlick are fairly desperate for a 'comfort break' and I keep promising them I'll pull over at the first available opportunity, but I'm really enjoying myself far too much. The Panam feels great on these roads. The gearbox keeps the V8 singing in its sweet spot, and the wide roads allow me to really explore the Porsche's chassis. Which is a thing of loveliness. It's a big car, but it feels stable, agile and involving. There's a surprising amount of movement around there rear, as the heavy Panamera settles on its tyres and suspension, but it actually works in the car's favour, making it feel like a giant hot hatch at times.

After Verdun, we rejoin the motorway for the last stretch before the German border and the enticing prospect of derestricted autobahn.

Into Germany and speed limit freedom!
Into Germany and speed limit freedom!
4pm, western Germany, Autobahn 6, heading east
Unfortunately a combination of heavy traffic, bad weather and a plague of road works are preventing any possibility of trying for the Panamera's 176mph maximum speed as we slog toward Frankfurt. In fact, Garlick managed to sneak in the highest top speed of the outbound journey (a very naughty and brief indicated 154mph in France).

Regular contra-flows do, however, give us another insight into just how wide the Panamera is; at more than one point we have to squeeze past artics with our left wheels almost kissing the metal barriers and our right door mirror perilously close to lorry tyre.

5.30pm, Frankfurt
We arrive at the hotel quite thirsty for a beer, but while the other two head straight to the bar I'm left with the short straw of parking the car. Hidden ticket machines and an incredibly tight down-ramp making using the underground car park an exercise in Crystal Maze-style frustration.

The Return Journey

"Did you put the automatic spoiler up!?"
"Did you put the automatic spoiler up!?"
Midday Wednesday, Frankfurt
After mopping up the remaining Frankfurt show news bites, we retrieve the Panamera from the labyrinthine underground car park and head west, this time following the most direct nav-advised route through Germany, Holland, Belgium and the northern tip of France.

Stuart had to jet back to Blighty for important publishing-type meetings and so has swapped places with PH Editor Chris-R for the return trip. Chris couldn't be with us on the outbound leg due to a severe case of 'having to drive a Ferrari 599 to Scotland' (which you'll be able to read about on PH soon), so is keen to take the wheel.

But, with the promise that he can drive a double stint immediately after, I sneak into the driving seat first, largely because I know we'll be straight onto derestricted autobahn without the threat of rain hanging over us. The traffic is still heavy, but there are fewer road works on the way out and, after a rapidly driven turbodiesel A6 Avant finally moves over for us, I briefly see an indicated 158mph - we've finally beaten the Vmax previously set in France - before we have to brake to avoid ploughing into the back of a black Mercedes.

Garlick enjoys a nice big sausage
Garlick enjoys a nice big sausage
2pm, somewhere near Cologne
Chris takes the helm after a quick petrol stop (the second and final one of the entire trip) and a sausage-tastic lunch.

4pm-6pm Holland and Belgium
We make good progress until we leave Germany and hit some nasty traffic jams around Gent and Brussels.

The near-stationary traffic does remind us just how much attention this car gets, though. Almost every motorist on the road has a good gawp, and many take a camera-phone snap. A few almost drive into the car in front because of their enthusiasm for the big Porsche.

8.30pm (BST), Kingston
Paul has just dropped me off. It's weird to think that we only left Frankfurt half a day ago. Such is the mile-munching prowess of the Panamera that our continental trek has been so effortless, despite the Dutch/Belgian traffic problems.

Chris-R pushes 160; Riggers and Garlick relax
Chris-R pushes 160; Riggers and Garlick relax
Epilogue
The Panamera really has been a superb companion for the PH trip to Frankfurt. It's been fast, fun, refined and even relatively frugal, managing an average of 22.8mpg over almost 1300 miles of exceedingly lead-footed driving and only using a tank and a half of fuel.

It's also clear that the public loves it - Garlick took it through a hand car wash en route to the last Sunday Service, and the chaps cleaned it for half price just for the opportunity to get a close-up look at it.

There's only one question: would a Jaguar XFR have done it better?

Author
Discussion

CY88

Original Poster:

2,808 posts

229 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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I'll be doing virtually the same trip this evening. Fingers crossed the 1979 Merc will hold out!

Garlick

40,601 posts

239 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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Three points to note.

1. I look very 'rigid' driving the car confused
2. I am actually taller than Riggers, but he has obviously photo- shopped it to make me look as short as him
3. It appears that I don't look that great when asleep

hehe

CY88

Original Poster:

2,808 posts

229 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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Out of interest, Garlick, which hotel did you stay in. I assume it was secure parking?

Uhura_Fighter

7,018 posts

182 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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CY88 said:
I'll be doing virtually the same trip this evening. Fingers crossed the 1979 Merc will hold out!
I would love to hear your right up on the trip and please post some pics of the 107.
Does the cruise control (temomat - (sp) still work?


Porker looks like a fat lardy retarded 911, nice write up though.

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Stuart

11,635 posts

250 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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CY88 said:
Out of interest, Garlick, which hotel did you stay in. I assume it was secure parking?
It was the Achat Offenburg. A very nice converted slaughterhouse (really) with underground parking. Which was a squeeze...

Agoogy

7,274 posts

247 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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NIce blog type thing there, enjoyed that....almost as much as seeing a black Panamera at my local orsche dealership...its not the first or the last word in beauty, but it is imposing, well proportioned and thoroughly thought out. I liked more than I thought I would and CONSIDERABLY more than the Cayenne....

Pingman

406 posts

200 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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God, it looks like a 911's fat, ugly and retarted sister frown

10JH

2,070 posts

193 months

Thursday 24th September 2009
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Nice article! Was that an S, 4S or turbo?

DP 1

1,219 posts

192 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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Pingman said:
God, it looks like a 911's fat, ugly and retarted sister frown
+1

Almost as bad to the brand as the Cayenne IMO (I hate to sound like a purist)

Zad

12,695 posts

235 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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It looks especially unattractive in that fog colour! Did you insult someone at Porsche?
The driving position does look rather "snug" for a car that size.

Garlick

40,601 posts

239 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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10JH said:
Nice article! Was that an S, 4S or turbo?
A schoolboy error, I apologise. It was 'base' Panamera S.

I probably spent the most time with the car on UK soil, taking it to the Sunday Service the follows weekend too. I have to admit that I loved the way that big car drove, and rather than being tight for space when driving it simply feels snug in a good way. There is plenty of space but you sit 'in' the car rather than 'on' like a good sports car should feel.

I was amazed at the positive public reaction, and I stress that this car doesn't photograph well. It does look better in the metal I promise.

Oh, and that blue needs to be kept very clean to look good. Add some road dirt and it starts to look quite flat imo.

DeadMeat_UK

3,058 posts

281 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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Enjoyed the report - gave me a great feel for the car.

But raises g general question I have is around GTs in general.

When GTs came on the scene, they really were the only possibility from doing a trip of this distance in any sort of comfort in a reasonable time.

I recently did a trip to Spa and back in my 993 and I was pleased and proud it did it effortlessly, but then it dawned on me that a ford focus could do it just as effortlessly (and a damn site cooler and quieter I suspect).

I'd expect any medium to large modern car from a mainstream manufacturer to be able to whisk 4 people to Frankfurt and back in air conditioned comfort and mostly keep up with the traffic.

What defines a modern GT then, when this trip is an unremarkable event in itself ? Is it just a sense of occasion, and the ability to get to 160 on the rare occasion an empty autobahn presents itself ?

PS this is meant as a discussion, not an attack on pistonheadage


cottonfoo

6,016 posts

209 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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DeadMeat_UK said:
What defines a modern GT then
High performance luxury designed for long distance driving.

LuS1fer

41,069 posts

244 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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DP 1 said:
Pingman said:
God, it looks like a 911's fat, ugly and retarted sister frown
+1

Almost as bad to the brand as the Cayenne IMO (I hate to sound like a purist)
+500

I can't be "the public" who apparently "love it". wink

SiH

1,822 posts

246 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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It might sound like a rather bizarre criticism (given the general hostility to the looks of the car) but the thing I most dislike about it is the steering wheel. It looks cheap compared to the rest of the futuristic interior! I must confess to having something of a soft spot for the Panamera, I really don't know why and I understand it's rather irrational but different strokes for different folks!

DeadMeat_UK

3,058 posts

281 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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cottonfoo said:
DeadMeat_UK said:
What defines a modern GT then
High performance luxury designed for long distance driving.
but that would cover most mid range big dieseled BMW, Lexus, Merc's no ?

Bedford Rascal

29,469 posts

243 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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In those pictures it looks about a gazillion (possibly even a bazillion) times better than the two Panameras I've seen in the metal. One was in a particularly hideous shade of beige though.

Still not to my taste (or budget).

Agoogy

7,274 posts

247 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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DeadMeat_UK said:
cottonfoo said:
DeadMeat_UK said:
What defines a modern GT then
High performance luxury designed for long distance driving.
but that would cover most mid range big dieseled BMW, Lexus, Merc's no ?
GT - as above but add style, character and maybe a bit of rarity....

Its like defining a super or hyper car, at some point the 0-60 just doesn't cut it, it has to be about rarity and an x-factor that other s than go goes as well as, simply don't have...

oh and cost of course....but that usually goes hand in hand with rarity...

Garlick

40,601 posts

239 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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LuS1fer said:
I can't be "the public" who apparently "love it". wink
I kid you not, everywhere you went in it people would come and say how much they liked it. They really did.

Agoogy

7,274 posts

247 months

Friday 25th September 2009
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there is no accounting for taste...Porsche proved that with the Cayenne...
very strange....beautiful doesn't always equate to powerful/imposing/dramatic/eyecatching