Car people are simply like any others obsessive. They’ll talk to you regarding stuff that they expect you must clearly understand as being important, even if it’s unclear to you why it could be.
Right now, car obsessives are talking regarding the BMW M2, a high-performance derivation of the company’s smallest coupe. It is not a major Vehicle in the sense that it will certainly sell a million models, because it won’t. It’s a niche of a niche. And yet to the faithful, it’s a sign that the often muddled BMW can easily make the kind of Vehicle it was famous for: pure, fun, and relatively affordable.
I drove the $52,695 M2 in early February about Monterey, California’s roads, and the peerless Mazda Raceway Laguna Seca, and let this obsessive tell you: this little coupe will certainly have actually an outsize influence. It’ll be felt both on the perception of BMW as a brand, and upon others carmakers. The M2 is regarding to grab a wave of excellent publicity, and companies like Mercedes and Lexus and Cadillac will certainly pay attention. And so must you. Here’s why.
This is The Harper Spin, a weekly column from seasoned auto critic Jason H. Harper. He’s raced at Le Mans, crushed a Vehicle in a 50-ton tank, and now, he’s bringing his unique style to The Verge.
Bayerische Motoren Werke AG is celebrating its 100th birthday this year, however the company and cars we would certainly understand today as BMWs arrived in the late 1960s alongside a model called the 2002. The 2002 was a funky little thing along with a cute pug nose and the famous double-kidney grille. It was the genesis of all sports sedans, the unlikely marriage of a practical four-door and a lusty sports car.
In several ways, BMW was the Apple of its day. It was doing points its own way, bucking the stolid stoicism of Mercedes-Benz’s sedans and the in-your-face brashness of American muscle cars. Design and purity were important, as was the interface between product and user. The 2002 morphed in to the iconic 3 Collection sedans and coupes, the kind of cars which turned regular drivers in to obsessives, and gave fact to its eventual tagline: “The Ultimate Driving Machine.”
And, like Apple, BMW eventually tried to be too several points to too several people, maximizing profit and market share. The user interface became muddled (the infamous iDrive system of the early aughts), and the company embarked on an endless parade of brand-new models designed to fill up any bit of market white space. Today you can easily buy an X1 xDrive28i (a tiny crossover thingy along with all-wheel-drive for $35,000) to the range-topping 750 xDrive sedan (an executive cruiser brimming along with technology, for $98,000 plus).
It would certainly be wrong to accuse the brand of completely losing its method — the cars are still fairly much enjoyable to drive. however true believers are correct as quickly as they say it’s nigh impossible to locate anything along with the throwback purity of the 2002.
Then, a ray of sunshine. In 2011 BMW released a Vehicle called the 1 Collection M Coupe, a small, rear-wheel-drive machine along with a six-speed manual and a 3.0-liter inline 6 engine. (M is BMW’s performance division, in which they upgrade engines, suspensions and anything else that makes the Vehicle faster, much better handling and a bit a lot more fun.) I wanted one. It was only available for one year, and then it disappeared. Prices for used models have actually only increased. I regret missing my chance.
And so, yes, I’ve been really and truly excited to the 1M’s successor, the M2.
The equipment on the M2 is absurdly straightforward — a true rarity in BMW-land. Even the name, a straight-up “M2,” is welcome relief from the alphanumeric soup that Munich usually offers us, à la the X6 xDrive50i.
In an age of ubiquitous all-wheel drive, the M2 is rear-wheel drive only. It has actually an inline six-cylinder motor along with a single twin-scroll turbocharger, which creates a fairly mortal 365 horsepower and 343 pound-feet of torque. It comes along with either a six-speed manual or a seven-speed dual clutch automatic transmission. It weighs about 3,500 pounds, will certainly grab to 60 miles per hour in 4.2 seconds, and four grown men will certainly fit inside — along with at least two of them complaining regarding it vociferously.
As for pricing, it starts at $51,700 along with the stick shift, along with really few choices others compared to the $2,900 automatic transmission and a $1,250 “executive package” along with a few doo-dads like automatic higher beams and heated steering wheel. You can easily have actually it in white (at no extra charge) or black, gray, or blue for an extra $550. No special leathers, no autonomous tech, no opportunity of pushing the price to $100,000 plus.
In short, this is no supercar. And thank God for it.
BMW launched the Vehicle in Monterey, using the racetrack at Laguna Seca as a estate base. Not far from the monitor lies Carmel Valley Road. Take it southeast, away from the tony lodges and gated communities and in to the canyons and hills, and you’ll locate the most wonderful kind of road. It is full of personality and topographies, a stream of asphalt tumbling down canyons and staggered across hillsides, parting tall meadow grasses and shaded by tall solo trees. however it’s surely no racetrack; the tarmac is rough and broken and traffic isn’t rushed, so you don’t need a snarling supercar. (I once had one of those out here — a modified, turbocharged Ferrari 458 — and it overmatched the road.)
It is to this path that I take a manual M2. Whenever I believe of the area, it is of a particular stretch of road that warbles along like a sine wave, passing underneath several tall oak trees. The M2, in third gear, moves through the stretch in a lyrical left-to-right rhythm, affected by the smooth movements of the steering wheel and a constant throttle.
For all of the $200,000 supercars I’ve steered in the last year, along with hybrid all-wheel-drive, rear steering, and advanced torque vectoring, this is all I’ve been looking for: harmony between Vehicle and road, a happy tune played out on four patches of dancing rubber. The throw on the six-speed is kind of long, however it feels fairly mechanical and connects you to the car. (It likewise performs rev matching automatically.)
I’ve got all the windows open and I can easily hear the sound of the inline six; I downshift for the next stretch and the Vehicle turns in to tight corners like it was born to do only this. And it was.
On this same day, I grab almost 40 laps along with the M2 on Laguna Seca. It is a revered road course built in a cradle of golden hills, and a glorious place to be on a 72-degree day in February. I raced BMW’s iconic M1 race car here last August throughout the Rolex Monterey Motorsports Reunion. That was an experience so pure I could have actually distilled it and sold it as grain alcohol.
So I know the track, and know how a excellent BMW must act out here. And the M2, under the most intense of pressure, retains its poise and sense of purpose. From uphill corners, I can easily feel the differential lock and the rear wheels get traction and grunt me forward. The rear swings out simply enough along with limited traction control engaged, and the BMW is balanced even as quickly as charging down Laguna’s steep corkscrew. On the track, the cars were equipped along with the DCT transmission, which is good, otherwise anywhere near Porsche PDK good. (I’d pretty shift for myself in this Vehicle anyhow.)
It is rare to grab this comfortable along with a Vehicle this quickly. Most often, as you start to push a Vehicle to its performance limits, you approach slowly, learning how it shifts weight, just what gears it likes, how comfortable it is at the edge. I feel like I’ve known the M2 a long time. It is familiar, however in a dazzling way. It talks to me from the hips. I know exactly just what the Vehicle is doing at any provided time, because the dynamics and shifts of weight happen about my torso. It sounds strange, however the very best cars tell you a lot more by kinetics compared to even by steering or sound.
I am fearless in this car, and it never once lets me down.
None of this is to say that the M2 is perfect — it’s not. The interior is drab and overly plastic. It’s isn’t sumptuous and it’s not luxurious and you won’t be operating your fingers over the great materials. BMW spent its money in others places.
And that imperfection makes the M2 special. It isn’t overpowered, and it isn’t looking to kill you or impress your date. It isn’t using fancy electronic tricks to make you look like a much better driver compared to you are. It is actually much better along with the six-speed manual. It is a lot more enjoyable on a legal road compared to it is on a racetrack. It has actually personality. It is visceral. It’s human and mortal and flawed. It isn’t a megawatt personality. It is a Tom Hardy, not a Tom Cruise. It shows that points don’t constantly have actually to be so damn complicated. And it doesn’t have actually to be all points to all people. I hope to own this car. I say that very, fairly rarely. And at a price of $50,000, it’s somewhat conceivable.
And for all of that, I care regarding it. I chance you could too.
Check out our hands-on check out the BMW M2 from the Detroit Auto Show:
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