Okay, I thought I was done with this series, but then I got a lovely surprise last week. A senior colleague at the office picked-up a 2018 BMW M2 and allowed me the privilege of taking it around the block. A very long block.
The ride had its genesis in my long desire to get back behind the wheel of a BMW 3-Series E46. My colleague’s recommendation was that I check out the 2-Series, as they were essentially the next best thing to an E46 in mint condition.
When he asked if I had a moment, I though it was a company matter. Five minutes later, I was checking out the visage of a muscular, alpine white, mini monster.
It was far from stock, but not obnoxiously so. Carbon fiber bits in the right places outside, and the custom wheels and Michelin Pilot tires completed the battle turtle’s stance.
Sitting in the drivers seat felt more like being the cockpit of a star fighter on some futuristic planet. The only thing I recognized were the steering wheel, stick shift, and tachometer and speedometer. Everything else was just an extension of BMW’s, now all-too-familiar, techno-wizardry. It wasn’t as cold and business-like as it looked, but rather a slightly, custom-fitted athletic suit.
Pressing the start button brought the beast to life with a satiating rumble from the quad-exhausts. The clutch feel was light and effortless. This was a pleasant departure from my heavyweight-champion-of-the-world, MINI Cooper S clutch.
Once I got the seat and mirrors adjusted, I could concentrate on smoothing out my clutch work. The M2 makes it easy for you. In ten minutes, I found myself roaring through the gear, early shifting. The M2 was unimpressed. My colleague impressed upon me that his darling rewards its driver’s talent, not unlike a liter-bike. 70 miles-per-hour in second anyone?
The rev-matching and agile manners of the M2 make an experienced street driver feel like a club racer, with a track coach in the passenger seat. The car seemed to anticipate, if not compensate, for my input mistakes, right as I made them.
The burble of the exhaust on downshift had to be my favorite part of the drive. What I never expected, was how effortless it would be to drive the M2 spiritedly within city limit, without alerting law enforcement.
All in all the M2 rewarded me with a giddy expression and appreciation of what BMW has brought to life from machinery. The Ultimate Drive Machine, indeed.