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Let’s get this out of the way right up front: this review of the new Aston Martin Vanquish is going to be primarily positive. And really, the only negative here is that this humble author doesn’t yet have the $300,000 necessary to own one. Other than that, the Vanquish is like most modern supercars—an object of intense and oftentimes irrational desire, and a supremely effective instrument for redefining perceptions.

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Visually, the Vanquish is a study in lines—striking, vivid lines that appear to have been organically coaxed from carbon fiber to coalesce into a scintillating whole. The most stunning example is the line that runs from the front side strakes back across the doors. Much of the Vanquish’s visual panache is derived from the Aston Martin One-77, the company’s mega-exclusive, $2,000,000-plus hypercar. Keep looking, and the Vanquish continues its visual feast—the twin center lines that track up the hood then echo and reverse on the roof, the lightly flared rocker panels, the character line that runs from the top of the headlights, over those stunning hips, and around to the integrated rear wing. This is a gorgeous car.

DSC_0109Aston Martins have always been a different breed of supercar—preferring to arrive at the party wearing a perfectly tailored suit over a ripped muscle shirt, Ray-Bans, and tanning lotion (see: Lamborghini Aventador). Under the Vanquish’s carbon fiber suit resides Aston Martin’s multi-use Generation 4 VH architecture. Because of this, and the extensive use of lightweight materials, the Vanquish is both stiffer and lighter than its predecessor, the DBS. And while the Vanquish uses the same basic engine as the DBS, a 6.0-liter V-12, this iteration makes 565 horsepower (up from 510 in the DBS) and 457 pound-feet of torque (up from 420 pound-feet). Putting that power to the ground is a six-speed automatic transmission with column mounted paddles. The increased grunt means the dash to 60 miles per hour is politely dispensed with (this it is an Aston Martin after all) in about four seconds, and this English gentleman will keep on hustling to 183 miles per hour.

Photo Credit: Aston Martin

Photo Credit: Aston Martin

When it comes time to experience that performance, swing open the swan doors and take in the attractively appointed cabin. The Vanquish also draws inspiration for its interior from the One-77—the sweeping central stack with touchscreen controls and curvaceous dashboard all hearken to the multi-million dollar Aston. The rear seats are comically tiny, and the pop-up navigation screen’s display looks positively antiquated and rather spoils the otherwise gorgeous center stack—best to just leave it off and tucked away. Those things aside, it is clear that quality time was spent on the layout, fit and finish, and the materials on the Vanquish’s cabin. Besides, if you don’t like the rear seats, they’re an optional delete. The end result is a comfortable and beautifully bespoke place from which to command the miles.

Slide the crystal key fob into the slot on the center stack and the big V-12 ignites with a bark, then settles into a delicious, brassy throb. Poodling around town, through traffic and in between stoplights, the Vanquish is no harder to drive than your grandmother’s LeSabre. Hit the button marked “D” on the dash to keep the transmission in automatic, put the suspension and mapping in their most vanilla settings, and this big Aston DSC_0112becomes a willing companion in daily commuting. But sitting in traffic is not why the Vanquish exists. Inevitably, the traffic clears and divinity sees fit to unfurl stretches of open pavement. The red mist descends and temptation goads you to switch into Sport mode, knocking down a few gears, and giving it the boot. Don’t resist. Grab second gear and let the engine hover anxiously near 4000 rpm. The 6.0-liter V-12 strains and yowls in a gritty baritone that consumes every available auditory receptor. Cue Han Solo and Chewbacca outrunning Imperial starfighters and attempting make the jump to lightspeed: Punch it.

With the throttle buried, the Vanquish pulls like a fully stoked locomotive and ignites primal areas in your brain you didn’t even know existed. The residential areas around the Aston Martin of New England dealership in Waltham, Mass were no place to fully exploit the Vanquish, but after a few rips on the highway up to, ahem, vigorous speeds, it is clear the car’s breadth of talent is deep and intoxicating. And the sound? Oh Lordy, the sound! Aston Martin reportedly made an effort to insulate the cabin from outside noise, but they (thankfully) completely failed at keeping that V-12 bellow from penetrating to your very core.

Photo Credit: Aston Martin

Photo Credit: Aston Martin

The steering is well weighted and precise, and the slightly squared off steering wheel feels strong and confident in hand. Toggling between the different suspension and power delivery settings produces a noticeable difference in the way the Vanquish drives. Sport mode feels crisp and responsive and produces the biggest grins. There is a reassuring sense of solidity in the way the Vanquish carves up winding back roads and handles rough pavement. When it comes times to slow up, the carbon ceramic brakes firmly haul the Vanquish’s rather portly 3800 pounds down from speed. This car was made for effortlessly loping across the endless miles in serene comfort with that glorious V-12 ever ready and willing to hunt down the horizon.

What the Aston Martin Vanquish accomplishes is twofold. While it isn’t as dynamically superior as the Ferrari F12 or a McLaren MP4-12C, it asserts itself in the marketplace as a tremendously capable and heartstoppingly lovely grand tourer that maintains the elegance and charisma inherent in Aston Martin DNA. And, it takes the family halo car crown previously worn by the DBS and adds a few more precious stones. Now, about that $300,000…

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Opportunities to drive cars like the Vanquish are special ones. Many thanks and much respect to Steve Oldford and Matt Nolan at Aston Martin of New England for the chance to review this car. Be sure to check out AMNE’s website at www.AstonMartin-Lotus.com and ‘Like’ the Facebook page. Also visit TDC’s Facebook page for more photos of the Vanquish.

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The Bentley Continental GT is an interesting vehicle: On the one hand, it’s a handcrafted, exclusive, magnificently powerful, and intensely desirable luxury sports coupe. And on the other hand, it’s managed to squeeze itself into that strange automotive netherworld reserved for expensive cars that have become a status symbol for posers, athletes, and Paris Hilton. Which is perplexing, because the Continental GT is a good car.

The Conti GT shares the same underpinnings as the failed, but fantastic, Volkswagen Phaeton and weighs in at a fairly colossal 5,200 lbs. To combat it’s girth, Bentley fitted it with a twin-turbo, 6.0 liter W12 engine that produces a pavement crinkling 552 horsepower and 479 lb-ft. of torque. With this prodigious power, the Conti does the 0-60 mph shuffle in an impressive 4.7 seconds, and runs onto a top speed of 197 mph. You can also specify your great slab of ye Ol’ English automobile with even more power: The Supersports version makes 621 hp and 590 lb-ft. of torque, which is enough cajones to put a lot of race bred exotics to shame, and catapults the Supersports to 60 mph in 3.9 seconds. Which is fast.

Like all Bentleys, the interior is a work of art. It’s like sitting in an expensive smoking jacket, with a glass of McCallan Archive 21, inside a library that smells of rich mahogany. Whole herds of big eyed baby cows gave up their lives to encase the cabin in fine leather, and the metal and brushed aluminum on the dash look like the inside of a metallurgists laboratory. The entire car exudes an aura of quality, exclusivity, and completeness.

So what is it about the Continental GT that’s just a little bit off? It posts big numbers, looks great, and comes from one of the most storied marquees in the business. The closest conclusion that can be drawn is that it’s a bit like the friend who’s sarcastic so often, it’s not funny any more. It’s been bought by enough people with “status” and is popular enough so that its special sparkle is gone. And, it doesn’t help when people like Paris Hilton go and paint theirs bright pink – that never bodes well. The Bentley that would make it into the TDC Dream Garage wouldn’t be the Continental GT, even in Supersports form, but rather the vastly more dramatic and outlandish Mulsanne. Hopefully, rich air-headed bimbos won’t go and ruin that one too.

Check out TheSmokingTire.com’s hilarious review of the Bentley Mulsanne here.

This past Saturday marked the 26th annual Concord Kiwanis Car Show held on the campus of the New Hampshire Technical Institute. Over 200 classic cars and trucks turned out on a perfect late summer day for one of the best private car show’s TDC has attended. There were replica Ford GT40′s, 1930′s sedans, more muscle cars than you could flex a muscle at, trucks, show cars, rat rods, and a ton of other fantastic sheet metal in attendance. Check out the gallery below for a small taste of what the show was like. Be sure to get there for next year’s show!

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Don’t hate: I don’t know what it is about BMW’s, but they are enough to drive one crazy. You get the sense they are so full of tech and engineering, that they feel overdone and excessive. Not to mention, their aesthetics are getting so “busy”, its hard to find any unity or coherence in them. This, the 5 Series GT, is the prime example of what I’m talking about. Spotted on Elm Street in Manchester, the owner actually walked up and drove away right after this photo was taken. Maybe he was freaked about by all the muttering and swearing going on about BMW’s design language…