M6: A disaster for BMW?
Discussion
chumley-warner said:
Currently watching M6 v Aston V8 vs 997 on top gear UK g2 channel - fab!
Gah so my V8 and the M6 beaten by 6 seconds over a minute and a half distance - but I can't get my stuff in a 911!
M6 is not a sports car - it's a GT - should be compared with Bentley, Jaguar XKR, Mercedes CLK / CL for my money anyway.
If you have a 911 I can put my 10" golf bag, my overnight bag, and my rucksack (for laptop) in - then let me know - I'm interested!
chumley-warner said:
If you have a 911 I can put my 10" golf bag, my overnight bag, and my rucksack (for laptop) in - then let me know - I'm interested!
fold forward the rear seats for the golf bag, overnight bag and rucksack in the front boot (2wd)
to original topic and from a neutral (non-BMW ownwer but like M cars) point of view, the M6 is a) not good-looking enough b) the marque cannot support a £80k car whereas a £60k is more acceptable, witness M5 ok, M6 depreciates like a stone to that level
IMHO
chumley-warner said:
M6 is not a sports car - it's a GT - should be compared with Bentley, Jaguar XKR, Mercedes CLK / CL for my money anyway.
Absolutely right.
There was certainly nothing on the market with such a polished array of sharpened cutlery that I could find.
Being hugely desirous of a V12 Biturbo from AMG, I was initially shocked to uncover an interior fashioned by Datsun's laziest plastic stylist from the 1975 'Cherry Teamo 1.'
Worse still, the behemoth had a major issue engaging my psycho gene during bendy bits: that my wife's hippo-like Landcruiser possessed a better roundabout attitude was dire enough but I swear, I have tilled penninsula with more alert chassis than a CL variant I suffered.
This is why I like BMW: they are broadly speaking, the most complete non-track orientated motors out there.
Even a violet (ok, pink, PINK!) 320d I was in recently managed to slither it's rump at the merest hint of leaden hoof whilst acting with supreme composure at a 125 cruise.
I bet Reggie's 335d is beyond sublime.
Cedric Deaton, Rector of Brambled Heather.
Ashok said:
My average mpg is around 10 - what's the point of not 'driving' this car in P500 mode all the time.
Ashok you must be feeling the carpet all the time.
I found the same roads and mainly cruise controlled motoring produced
c. 123000 mile average of 24.6 mpg in E39 M5 with Sport button pressed. This includes the single figures achieved on half a dozen track days.
c. 3000 mile average of 21.7 mpg so far in M6 at P500, although yet to take her on a track day.
get's there damn quick too....chumley-warner said:
chumley-warner said:
Currently watching M6 v Aston V8 vs 997 on top gear UK g2 channel - fab!
Gah so my V8 and the M6 beaten by 6 seconds over a minute and a half distance - but I can't get my stuff in a 911!
M6 is not a sports car - it's a GT - should be compared with Bentley, Jaguar XKR, Mercedes CLK / CL for my money anyway.
If you have a 911 I can put my 10" golf bag, my overnight bag, and my rucksack (for laptop) in - then let me know - I'm interested!
Don't believe that old drivel.....997 had PCCB from memory and the M6 isn't at it's greatest in the wet granted (especially on CS2's)..it is a big heavy GT after all. In the dry I expect that would have been very very different (see 996TT).
Had a great 3 hour blast on Sunday. SMG III is simply brilliant IMHO, flawed in certain circumstances but so good anywhere over 3/10ths.
Wouldn't swop mine for any current 911!! (although I spent Friday at Gaydon and could be tempted by a AMV8 albeit the racing green supercharged one methinks)
I went for a full shakedown in the bastard yesterday on the secret 'schleife and it was staggering.
Spearing up through the lower hinterlands of northern bleak, it was a slice of unrestrained, automotive, carnal abandon.
In full attack mode, slicing a line up the Hatzenbach, lesser numptitia was carved aside with the screaming slice of stupendous metallic surgery.
Perfect GT poise fired into and through the descended fug, temperatures plummetted and icey rivulets threatened untimely endings every few hundred yards but with FPM (Fangio Psycho Mode) engaged, I cared not.
Tearing out through the heavenly mist, the grey relented and as Dottinger Hohe gave way to the never ending road down to the Holmfirthplatz, it was all I could do but surrender and plant whilst invoking Odin's guiding hand, caressing the Arikulanian Force and seeking the orb of final, shrieking orgasm.
And in that moment, as the tach pulled to about 8000 rpm, I felt the twitching of a potential over roasted joint, skipped a heartbeat and kept my faith, the line was held and the moment survived.
Utter, utter joy.
Spearing up through the lower hinterlands of northern bleak, it was a slice of unrestrained, automotive, carnal abandon.
In full attack mode, slicing a line up the Hatzenbach, lesser numptitia was carved aside with the screaming slice of stupendous metallic surgery.
Perfect GT poise fired into and through the descended fug, temperatures plummetted and icey rivulets threatened untimely endings every few hundred yards but with FPM (Fangio Psycho Mode) engaged, I cared not.
Tearing out through the heavenly mist, the grey relented and as Dottinger Hohe gave way to the never ending road down to the Holmfirthplatz, it was all I could do but surrender and plant whilst invoking Odin's guiding hand, caressing the Arikulanian Force and seeking the orb of final, shrieking orgasm.
And in that moment, as the tach pulled to about 8000 rpm, I felt the twitching of a potential over roasted joint, skipped a heartbeat and kept my faith, the line was held and the moment survived.
Utter, utter joy.
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