I looked at VXX this morning with a pang of guilt. The poor thing has not seen a bucket and sponge for about a month, I drive it hard every day on my commute from SW London to the PH office and it's telling me that it needs a service in a few thousand miles.
Our time together started with Le Mans, where the obligatory stickering-up ceremony happened on the very same day that the car arrived. The next day I drove to Le Mans - one day earlier than the rest of the PH team to set things up - what better way to get to know a car than sit in it for a few hours, on your own trying everything and hooning with other cars heading down for the race? I knew from then on that it was a nicer car to drive than my previous Boxster S, giving new confidence in my abilities - an opinion that always causes debate. I also split opinion when I tried a Z4MC for a week and concluded that I preferred the 3.0, but letís leave that one alone....for now.
So whatís wrong with it then? My girlfriend will tell you that it's not got enough space for shopping or luggage- but she does take a suitcase larger than my flat for a weekend away. She will also tell you that it's quite hard to get in and out of. So thatís the womanís perspective done then!
I'd say that I drive harder in the Z, it certainly feels more forgiving than my Box, whereas the Z gives me confidence to take corners faster, I always felt the Porsche was going to catch me out if I wasn't careful. That sums up my attitude to the Z. Itís very efficient, it's a fantastic drive, it does everything that a sports car should do but it just lacks a sense of occasion, it misses a bit of soul. It's like a fantastic dinner party, with fine food and drink, great company, superb music and pleasant surroundings, all in all a thoroughly enjoyable experience. But sometimes I want a bit of danger, a bit of excitement and a touch of uncertainty in my nights out. It keeps you interested and makes the hairs stand up on the back of your neck, sometimes I want a bit of rough.
No question, the Z is the perfect sports car, a master class in German efficiency but maybe itís just a bit too perfect, was I wrong about that M version?