Automotive bliss can mean a lot of things. One of it could be waking up early on a Sunday morning, taking that sports car of yours for a drive to nowhere and feeling great about yourself. It can also mean the satisfaction of fixing something small yet the pleasure, or pain, derived from it is immense. Bliss is a nice word to describe a feeling that someone who feels naively feels satisfied or truly happy when the actual situation isn’t so impressive.
Another non sweaty automotive moment was me testing the new Suzuki Swift sport. A 1.6 twin cam 125bhp pocket rocket that seemed to have the DNA from its early 1990s predecessor. Being yellow in colour and its slightly different front and rear bumpers and side skirts, 16in wheels and tires and integrated headrests made it look so much sportier than the run of the mill Swift. However, it still has that high mini MPV like seating position that somehow seems to appear in most small cars (like the Myvi) and that somehow kills the sportiness even though the leather wrapped steering wheel and other controls feel good in your hands. Being a CBU model, the quality is good as is expected. The throttle response is good, even better than the new Lancer GT I tested recently. The manual gearbox feels precise and good in your left hand. The engine is peaky in delivery but with decent grunt at low end which I think is due to the close and short gearing. 0-60mph is around 8.9secs and it has a top speed of around 195km/h. while pushing hard, it does feel nippy and does feel like a 9sec car, which doesn’t make it really fast enough to trouble any Civic typeR drivers out there. But the engine could be made to breathe better and this would ensure more bhp to be released. I’d imagine this car with a more open exhaust and a sports filter as a start.
It is old school in a way, with the peaky power delivery and the normally aspirated feel where you’ve got to cane the throttle to actually make progress. Not like most sports cars nowadays, all turbo and either that or large capacity engines. No one actually makes small nimble hot hatches nowadays; take a look at the VW Golf and you’ll see what I mean. It does bring back some memories, some, and that it also a little diluted aside from its handling. Most probably this is due to the slightly strangled feel of the engine due to emission controls.
Anyway, the car handles well on the 16in wheels and tires, but there is some body roll which sports springs some 20mm lower would cure this affliction. That and dampers 10% stiffer would make this an awesome weekend car for some. But in stock form, I felt like a girl. I felt the need to shave my legs, wear earrings and a wig in order to suit its cute image; especially when I parked the car, 2 kids probably college students coming out of their slightly pimped Myvi commented that I drove or owned a ‘nice car’. ‘Nice Car?’ I’d rather own a car that attracted girls. Or if it were guys, a car that makes guys go ‘whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….it looks brutal. Does it have a million horsepower?’
A metrosexual guy would like this car, feel that its hip and cool, but I somehow don’t suit it. A slightly overweight man that looks mean with a 5 o’clock shadow in his face wouldn’t, and couldn’t look cool in a ballerina’s tutu. This is how I felt. So while it’s a great driver’s car, I can’t buy it as I would look too out of place. If you’re a girl, and you want to drive fast, by all means buy one as it’s the best driver’s car at RM100K. If you’re a guy, make sure you look good in high heels and a skirt or make sure you have another car for weekdays and keep this car for weekend fun. Make sure it’s a manual though.
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