Jeremy Clarkson’s Top 10 Drives Of The Past Year
Jeremy Clarkson’s top 10 drives of the past year
To be more than just a tool, a car must make your spine tingle, your eyes pop and your heart race. Our famous motoring writer reveals his star cars
My colleague James May calls it “the fizz”. He says that when he is driving a really good car, its excellence manifests itself with a fizzing sensation in the root of his manhood. I have not experienced this myself, and it’s likely you haven’t either. But I sort of know what he means.
When you drive a Ferrari 488 GTB round a corner on a racetrack, it doesn’t feel like a tool that you’re operating. Or even a comfy, well-fitting glove. It feels like an extension of your very self.
It’s said that a blindfolded human being, sitting in pitch darkness, can sense the moment when a lion enters the room. He can’t see or smell or hear it but somehow he knows it’s there. Well, that’s the connection you get when you’re driving a Ferrari 488. You don’t know how you know when the front tyres are about to start sliding but you know nevertheless.
When you drive a Ferrari 488 GTB round a corner on a racetrack, it doesn’t feel like a tool that you’re operating. Or even a comfy, well-fitting glove. It feels like an extension of your very self.
It’s said that a blindfolded human being, sitting in pitch darkness, can sense the moment when a lion enters the room. He can’t see or smell or hear it but somehow he knows it’s there. Well, that’s the connection you get when you’re driving a Ferrari 488. You don’t know how you know when the front tyres are about to start sliding but you know nevertheless.
And then you know what to do to solve the problem. It’s instinctive. And then you’re sweeping through the corner, on the raggedy edge, and it’s a rush. James May feels that in his underpants. I feel it at the back of my neck. Sometimes a Ferrari can make me shiver involuntarily.
Of course you would expect this from Ferrari. Because the company’s engineers are like the best chefs. They use the same ingredients as everyone else but somehow they are able to make those ingredients work in perfect harmony.
Here’s the funny thing, though. If you put me in Heston Blumenthal’s kitchen and gave me the same produce and the same tools that he uses to make his chicken liver pâté, the chances are that I’d make a terrible mess of it and everyone in the restaurant would be sick. But. It is statistically possible, if all the stars were aligned, that I’d do just as good a job as him.
You have eyes. You have hands. So it is possible that you could paint a masterpiece to rival anything by JMW Turner, or create a sculpture that was better than any of Henry Moore’s efforts.
Which brings me on to the Ford Fiesta ST. Ford’s engineers cannot have known when they bought in the suspension components and the braking system and the tyres from outside suppliers that the end product would be anything other than normal. But somehow, when they put them all together, the end result was spectacular. We see the same thing with the BMW M2. Even when you’re turning left at a busy junction in a town centre, you know that you’re at the wheel of something that is way, way better than the sum of its parts; something that would cause James May’s genital root to vibrate so alarmingly that his whole sausage might fall off.
When you look at a building and think, “That’s pretty”, an architect can use maths to explain why. It’s all to do with proportions. But no one can explain why some cars work and some don’t. Fords and Volkswagens use the same layout and the same basic components from the same suppliers, so why is the Fiesta ST better than the Volkswagen Polo GTI?
That’s like trying to explain why, when humans are all made of the same basic ingredients, you can end up with Nelson Mandela or Adolf Hitler.
I could not buy a car that did not have this innate goodness. That didn’t cause the shiver. Unless, of course, it was extremely good-looking. Again, this is a human trait. What Leonardo DiCaprio needs is a good woman with child-bearing hips who will take care of him. But what he chooses instead is an endless succession of stick-thin underwear models.
Which brings me to the Lamborghini Aventador. This is a car that doesn’t feel like an extension of your very self. It feels like a big, excitable dog, endlessly tugging at its lead. Its brakes are not good and the only way you know you’ve exceeded its limits of adhesion is when you crash into a tree.
And yet it is such a spectacular thing to behold that you will forgive it anything. I have a similar issue with the Jaguar F-type. It has a horrid interior and not much tech to swoon about, but ooh, it’s a looker.
But this is the point. A car must have something to elevate it from the norm. It may be speed, or cleverness, or the fizz, or styling to die for. But there must be something. Something that makes you excited every time you climb inside. Because if it doesn’t, then it’s just a tool. And if it’s just a tool, you may as well use the bus.
Mazda MX-5 2.0 Sport Recaro
Gravity didn’t come from a meeting. Neither did the Spitfire. But most cars today come from meetings, and as a result they’re almost all yawn-mobiles. Not so the Mazda MX-5.
The old model has been the world’s bestselling sports car for about 25 years, thanks to its combination of low price, ease of use and a smile-a-minute factor that’s up there alongside a game of naked Twister with Scarlett Johansson and Cameron Diaz.i
The new one is better than ever. Because it’s so organic and raw and simple, it feels how a sports car should. It sings and fizzes and jumps about. It always feels eager and sprightly, and that makes you feel eager and sprightly too. It’s a cure for depression, this car, it really is. You just can’t be in a bad mood when you’re driving it.
Price £24,295
Engine / Power 1998cc, 4 cylinders, petrol / 158bhp @ 6000rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 7.3sec / 133mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★★
Clarkson’s verdict Blows the blues away
Sadly, however, there are a few issues with the actual car. There is almost no rear visibility. There’s a draught from the bottom of the doors. And then there’s the noise. After driving on the M1, I think my ears were actually bleeding.
It’s a terrible car. And yet I adored it. Every other vehicle, with its perfect refinement and its perfect electrics, cannot help but feel like a machine. Whereas the Alfa, with its flaws and its tendency to go where it wants, feels human.
Price £52,505
Engine / Power 1742cc, 4 cylinders, turbocharged / 237bhp @ 6000rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 4.5sec / 160mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★★
Clarkson’s verdict The Ferrari puppy needs training
The GT S version weighs just over 1½ tons, which is light for a car of this size, and it feels it — it’s almost unnerving. Because from behind the wheel it seems as if you are sitting at the back of a supertanker. The bonnet is so vast that if it arrives on time, you will be 20 minutes late. It’s not just long, either. It’s so wide that someone could land a medium-sized helicopter on it and you wouldn’t even notice. I think I know why. This is a modern-day muscle car. It’s Merc’s Mustang. You sense this when you drive it. It feels raw. Of all the vehicles in this bit of the market, it’d almost certainly be my choice.
Price £111,495
Engine / Power 3982cc, V8 / 503bhp @ 6250rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 3.8sec / 193mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★☆
Clarkson’s verdict The Mercedes Mustang
After the Cossie was dropped, though, Ford rather lost its way. Well, with the new Focus RS, you know after about 100 yards that it has created something very special. Even at James May speeds, on a roundabout in Hounslow, this car feels cleverer than is normal. It feels like a Nissan GT-R.
That’s because it uses one of the most advanced four-wheel-drive systems fitted to any car at any price. The 2.3-litre engine is less amazing, but even so, 345bhp is enough to provide a meaty shove in the back when you accelerate and a growly 40-a-day rumble from under the bonnet.
Price £31,000
Engine / Power 2261cc, 4 cylinders, turbocharged, petrol / 345bhp @ 6000rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 4.7sec / 165mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★☆
Clarkson’s verdict The half-price Nissan GT-R
Incredibly, this 410bhp, 155mph American icon costs less than I paid for a Volkswagen Golf GTI. It’s billed as a sports car, but that’s like calling the Flying Scotsman a “sports train”. It just isn’t. It’s too heavy.
What it is, is a muscle car. And you sense that in the second yard. This is a machine that wants to turn its tyres into smoke and go round every corner sideways.
You’ve seen the film Bullitt. Well, it’s that.
Price £34,995
Engine / Power 4951cc, V8 / 410bhp @ 6500rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 4.8sec / 155mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★☆
Clarkson’s verdict Mixes iron, wood and little boy’s dreams
But the bigness pays dividends on the inside, where you now get a boot and seating for seven adults. Not five adults and a lot of moaning from the teenagers in the very back.
And, ooh, it’s a nice place to sit. The dials, the textures, the air-cooled subwoofer and the design are wonderful. It’s so simple too. There are only eight buttons on the dash — not counting the starter button — because everything is controlled by what isn’t an iPad but sure as hell looks like one.
If you let the driving aids do their thing, it becomes quite relaxing, because the 2-litre engine is far quieter than in the old model, and the ride is pretty good. It’s so soothing, you could nod off. And you’d be fine, because it’d wake you up if anything was wrong.
This car is so good in fact that it’d be ideal for those who find the offerings from Land Rover a bit — how can I put this? — pratty.
Price £45,750
Engine / Power 1969cc, 4 cylinders, diesel / 222bhp @ 4250rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 7.8sec / 137mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★☆
Clarkson’s verdict Ice-cool child carrier
A previous model had a reputation for bursting into flames but as I climbed a mountain what struck me was how brilliant the engine in this Zafira was. Then I went over a bump and didn’t feel a thing. Never have I encountered any car, including the Rolls-Royce Phantom, that’s so good at refusing to transmit road irregularities into the cabin. Which makes it the most comfortable car in the world.
Later, JFK’s nephew told Bono a tramp had borrowed the Zafira. He was surprised: I was meant to have had his BMW 6-series convertible.
Price £22,620
Engine / Power 1598cc, 4 cylinders, turbodiesel / 134bhp @ 3500rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-60mph: 10.4sec / 120mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★★
Clarkson’s verdict I’ve found what I’m looking for
I didn’t join in. Well, not much. But, coming off one roundabout, I may have put my foot down a bit, into the overboost zone of the M2’s turbocharged torque lake, and there’s no getting round the fact that it was faster than both of the way more expensive GT cars.
It’s not just fast in a straight line. It’s also fast through the corners. And not just fast, but a complete delight. It’s so good that in a few bends I was actually dribbling with joy.
I like the M3 before the present model — the one with the V8 — and I adore the current M6 Gran Coupé. And then there was the original, 286bhp M5: the ultimate Q-car. It looked like the sort of box that your chest freezer was delivered in but it went like a spaceship. That’s always been my favourite M car. Until now.
Price £44,070
Engine / Power 2979cc, 6 cylinders, turbo, petrol / 365bhp @ 6500rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 4.5sec / 155mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★☆
Clarkson’s verdict My favourite M car
Yes. I get that. But let’s not forget Gilles Villeneuve’s Ferrari race car was turbocharged or that the best Ferrari of them all — the F40 — used forced induction. And also let’s not forget that thanks to modern engine management systems, you simply don’t know that witchcraft is being used to pump fuel and air into the V8. It doesn’t even sound turbocharged. It sounds like a Ferrari. It sounds baleful. It sounds wonderful.
And, oh my God, it’s lovely to drive. You can potter about with the gearbox in automatic and it’s not uncomfortable or difficult in any way. That is probably Ferrari’s greatest achievement with the 488. To take something so highly tuned and highly strung and powerful and make it feel like a pussy cat.
It’s so docile that you get the impression it can’t possibly work when you put your foot down. But it just does. I know of no mid-engined car that feels so friendly. So on your side. There’s no understeer at all and there’s no suddenness from the back end, either. The old 458 was not as good as a McLaren 12C. But this new car puts the prancing horse back on top. As a driving machine, it’s — there’s no other word — perfect.
Price £183,964
Engine / Power 3902cc, V8, twin-turbo, petrol / 661bhp @ 8000rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 3.0sec / 205mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★☆
Clarkson’s verdict Devilishly good
Lamborghini Aventador
The Aventador is not the best supercar to drive. It feels big and heavy. And if you go for a hot lap of a racetrack, you’d better not think about doing another, because the brakes will fade and then fail.
But who cares? Nobody buys a supercar because they want to get round the Nürburgring in four seconds. Supercars are capable of 200mph, but they’re bought mainly for doing 1% of that speed in Knightsbridge. And when it comes to prowling, nothing looks quite as good as the big Lambo.
Yes, it’s soundly beaten both in a straight line and round a corner by the new hybrid hypercars, but, while they make a range of unusual noises, they can’t compete with the visceral bellow of the T rex that lives under the Aventador’s engine cover.
Given the choice of any supercar, this is the one I’d buy. I admire the McLaren P1. But which would you rather have as a pet: a clever and sophisticated electronic robot? Or a bloody great brontosaurus?
Price £260,040
Engine / Power 6498cc, V12 / 691bhp @ 8250rpm
Acceleration / Top speed 0-62mph: 2.9sec / 217mph
Clarkson’s rating ★★★★☆
Clarkson’s verdict T rex is alive and kicking
BMW M2: perfectly flawed
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