CSR 154 - Round 2 (Brackets 3, 4 of 5)
September 26, 1979 - Dinnertime
Following a long, boring and somewhat painful visit to the dentist, Tony (and his piece of junk Plymouth) limped home, picking up a 16" pizza, a case of beer and the brand-spanking-new October edition of The Open Road. Car off; door slammed; beer cracked; pizza box opened. Oh yeah, a lonely night ain’t so bad with proper inanimate company - especially when there’s important career research to be done.
The Many Faces of Near-Luxury: Road Test
Picture this: You've made it big. You were small-time, now you're a star. Now you have to shape your image accordingly, and though your old car may not be terrible, it doesn't fit your image anymore. You still want something practical, nimble, perhaps decently economical - but you're entitled to some more comfort, presence and character. Well, now there's an entire contingent of cars that's meant for that: long, low sedans with a luxury bent; personal luxury cars; heck, even plushified muscle cars calling themselves the latter. You've got all the choice in the world here.
When it comes to the RCM Atlantic (@thecarlover), the choice is actually pretty easy: Either you love the look and spring for it straight away, or you don’t and you don’t even take a second look; but hold your horses. Our Atlantic came equipped with a 3.7-liter V6 - a modern overhead-cam digital-injection unit, to be exact - paired to one of RCM’s wide-ratio 3-speed automatics. It’s readily apparent that these two halves of the powertrain aren’t meant for one another, with a conservatively-mapped valve body sending us tumbling out of the powerband with every upshift. 160 horsepower is a more than respectable power rating - but it’s no good when the entire 0-60 sprint is spent in 1st gear, top speed is reached in 2nd, and top gear is stuck playing overdrive in a car that desperately needs more gears. This is exacerbated by the fact that the engine seems unable to idle anywhere below 900 RPM. Now, with that major complaint out of the way, we are pleased to report that the rest of the personal-luxury package works reasonably well: the seats are comfortable, the ride - a firmer, more European tuning - inspires confidence, and the build quality is on the good side of adequate. We anticipate improvements by RCM, hopefully including a more modern gearbox, to whip this flash rod into shape in the next couple years.
(The review really explains my gripes with the car: The styling is hit-or-miss with the opera cutouts pushing it towards more of a miss for me, and the powertrain arrangement is crying out for an extra gear and more usable powerband, something that could easily be achieved with more balancing mass and redline at no cost to reliability etc.)
The Llewellyn Orion Marquee (@debonair0806 and @vero94773), like the Atlantic, is a rear-drive luxury coupe; however, it’s more clearly based off a muscle car platform, and is in addition to that much more outwardly pretty; a modern and practical shape is made special through the use of a bold front fascia and a vinyl roof with curved rear glass. A traditional pushrod eight, developing a classy 180 horsepower, teams with a four-speed transmission to bring the thunder. It also features a luxury interior and entertainment suite, helping justify a premium AM$18,000 price. That being said, the Orion suffers from a suspension that’s less “European” and more “Greek Parthenon” in how rock-hard it is, making the ride experience substantially worse than in the Atlantic; the autobox, meanwhile, has a pathetically short overdrive gear that makes it louder and thirstier on the highway than it has any reason to be. Like the Atlantic, then: A fundamentally good engineering design, but it needs work before it’ll be a legitimately appealing product.
(Okay, so, I think the whole community was expecting this car to place well or even be a finalist; and it really could have been, but instead it’s a “fixable” like Knugcab’s Seville knockoff. The suspension is tuned to the ‘drivability’ mark on the bar charts, meaning it loses a ton of comfort (sub-40 with a luxury interior, 8-track and an autobox); furthermore, the body is partially built of aerodynamic fixtures, and with wing angle not zeroed out they make this car have functional downforce - unheard of in the 1980s - as well as a Cd of 0.52… Also next to unheard of by the 80s, in passenger coupes at least. The result is a car that misses out on the prestige points it was rightfully entitled to as a speedy V8 slugger, as its top speed isn’t nearly all that. Lastly, the reliability is in the 60s - not acceptable in a competition where techpool is at the level it is, and where reliability is a 4-star priority.)
Fear not, two-door fanatics - though the last two cars mentioned in this test were half-baked, the Caplan Chesapeake Turbo (@donutsnail) is anything but. Its exterior is the definition of rock-and-roll, with a bold, high front, tinted glass T-bar roof, and those pretty sports alloys. Its interior? The last word in rock solid, not a squeak or rattle in earshot and with adequate comfort and amenities to boot. The powerplant? Straight from space. As the name implies, the Chesapeake has a turbocharged 3-liter engine making 140 horsepower - and 260 ft-lb of torque. With a carburetor and a late boost onset, this engine seems designed to operate in two distinct modes - efficient cruiser and fearsome brawler - rather than trying to be both simultaneously. While overdrive isn’t the best and the first two gears are questionably short, the competence of the powerplant and an electronic converter lockup still manage to pin economy at a reasonably high 20.8 mpg. Despite the comprehensive host of quality and tech - including the front-drive transaxle making for easy and safe driving - the Chesapeake, which is still built on a run-of-the-mill perimeter frame, is priced conservatively at AM$16,800.
(Going with the turbo helped out massively with the prestige stat, where the 45.6 value of the Chesapeake monsters literally all other competitors - all but the binned-for-price YAG Akumb, that is. The comfort, drivability and reliability are all well above par, locking out some of the most important scoring criteria - though I will say that I am well aware that the car would have worse drivability if it had a better boost threshold. Automation stats are… Like that, sometimes.)
Moving onto the four-doors, the Hinode Tempest (@S_U_C_C_U_L_E_N_T) is one of Japan’s first attempts to offer a true premium car in the US market. The niche in question is clearly that of a sports sedan: it won’t be as effortless and cushy as a trimmed-out Takeda, but it’ll be at 75 mph before the the Takeda in question gets to 60. The suspension is also firm and perhaps even on the unforgiving side, but that’s the feel that this vehicle is going for. It backs it up with great build quality and what is likely going to be great reliability down the road, though the Chesapeake does beat it there.
(Good but not great; the comfort is lower than the lower-priced Takeda from Bracket 1 despite similar ‘ingredients’ and a higher price point. As is typical, overdrive and post-peak RPM are not in the Hinode’s vocabulary; though props on almost matching the Llewellyn in terms of speed.)
As if in a metaphor of the clash between Japanese and American car manufacturers, the near-luxury four-door stacking up against the Hinode is the Durendal Le Grand (@GassTiresandOil). Mixing a conservative longitudinal layout with front-drive, port injection and overhead cams, the Durendal shows up the Caplan by putting out as much power naturally-aspirated as the pretty coupe does as a turbo. That said, the Le Grand is not nearly as solid a car, and does not evoke the image of gritty American steel as well even as it shoves the gritty sagging wheel arches in your face. It’s more comfortable and slightly cheaper than the Hinode, but the comfort could have been much better still had the suspension not been given the same lethal dose of sportiness. Overall, it’s a car that could have been great, but just doesn’t get there in several places.
(The general layout and base of this car is, as far as I’m aware, The Metatm; if properly tuned and given a less generic exterior, it may well have won the whole competition. However, it simply falls short in metrics such as fuel economy and reliability.)
To recap: There’s a clear winner between the luxury coupes, that being the cool Chesapeake, whereas the two sedans are a dead heat.Of these three, the Chesapeake is actually the least rapid - but it’s also the most comfortable, and has unparalleled build quality. The Durendal and Hinode are decent near-luxury products if four doors are a must, but remember: This segment is about you. Speaking of you: If we were you, we’d keep a keen eye on future The Open Road releases to see whether or not Llewellyn and RCM can get their acts together - as, barring the current blunders, both of these cars have the potential to be something beautiful.
Tony noted down the Caplan. It was true; rear doors weren’t really a priority, seeing how people tended to all disembark at the same time whenever he carpooled. Sure, some of them might whine about lap belts or something, but who cares…
Taking a bite out of his pizza and making sure the newscaster on the TV was still spouting some nonsense about the New York mafia, he flipped through the mag and found another group test - this time about some seriously fast hardware. Heh, what the hell, double feature.
Good Car for Bad Boys: Road Test
Cars are a way to present oneself - and even when they aren’t the best in terms of driving characteristics, they can earn they keep by being a complement to your character. I mean, if you’re a Texan business magnate, you need a full-size Warren with some horns on it. If you’re a stone-cold rebel with a chip on his shoulder, you need a black pickup with a skull painted on it. And if you’re a bad boy who’s all too sure he’s got the looks to drive the girls wild? You need one of these. Cars with above-average performance and looks, all bite and no wallow. New-age pony cars but with a big trunk or hatch to let you get by.
With the glass buttresses and funky-shaped headlights, the Planar Owlsa (@lotto77) certainly looks like a rebel - and heck, it’s set up to be one with its rear-drive layout. The ride’s good, the safety facilities are great, and it’s got a boxer six - things are looking good. Problem is, though, the six is outdated and the continuous injection on it isn’t much newer; and it’s mated to a much too long-legged four-speed that it’s not on speaking terms with. Thus, though the Owlsa does still reach a pretty meteoric 135 mph, it also won’t get to even sixty inside 10 seconds. That’s not real bad attitude.
(The engine family being from 1955 means that despite being all-iron, the engine boasts one of the lowest reliability ratings in the competition. Strangled by multiple factors, it’s not as powerful or rapid as it could be; and the car’s small cabin size precludes great comfort. That said, it is dead sexy.)
On the other hand, the Bushido Shogun (@GetWrekt01 and @ACoolCrab) is almost subdued in its styling - that is, unless you peep the rear with its louvers and spoiler. But Bushido didn’t even bother lengthening the hood in the same way many other Japanese manufacturers did when installing a six-banger in an otherwise compact car. This means it’s light - and ripe for the 24-valve screamer mill to take it to 60 in under 9 seconds, and past that all the way to 139 mph. That being said, it’s a car with manual ball steering and staggered tires - so it’s not as fun to drive as the box would suggest, and neither is it cheap to service. At least the cassette player works well, and the build quality is sturdier than that of the Planar.
(The style is lean and mean, the engineering is kinda ham and cheese to be honest. I mean, a 175/195 stagger? I did not need to penalize it, however, as the Shogun actually ended up the highest-ranked car that didn’t make the finals cut.)
If you want a rear-drive sports hatch with a real silly amount of power, the Italian Pegaso C2700i (@the-chowi) is one to keep in mind. Even with an autobox, this athletic mite - equipped with the angriest 2.7 mill we’ve seen - pulls 0-60 in 8.5. It mixes classic European styling with a touch of square-arched, muscular brutality, and you can still have it with a civilized cassette player. On the downside, all the brakes - including the comically tiny rears - can and will lock the wheels up in a panic stop, the economy is a weaker-than-average 20 mpg due to a lack of a proper overdrive, and the build quality along with expected reliability is, well… Italian. Can you dig it?
(Real hot and powerful, pretty comfortable, pretty drivable. Not reliable at all, even less so than the big Wraith from Bracket 2. That oversight largely sinks the car.)
The Canadians’ response is this short, aggressive Swanson 225 (@Ludvig). Another boxer-six design (in a near-subcompact hatch, mind!) this one has a modern 2.5-liter, 18-valve mill that matches the Planar one for power and utterly steals its lunch money for efficiency. And even in the as-tested white, the Swanson has a black stripe, red wheel accents and - again - louvers for extra bad-boy credentials. Unlike the other cars so far covered, this minibug has a manual that allows it to trounce the Planar and the Bushido on the straights. And finally, it’s built rock-solid; Better than anything else seen so far. Drawbacks include a lack of cassette player availability, as well as a manual steering rack: light as the Swanson might be, you get tired of all the parking lot cranking all the same.
(Here’s an outlier hero. The Swanson scored well despite trading all of its comfort for basically-unjudged sportiness. Seriously - this car would have been objectively better from a judging standpoint if it had a power rack. That said, its absurd 29.6mpg of economy, its good looks and its great reliability are enough to be a finals pick.)
The last car, the AAAA Knightsgrove 4000 (@machalel), initially intrigued us: a 4-liter V8 in something this size, for real? But we learned quick that it’s less fit for a pretty boy than it is for somebody middle-aged and crazy. An unpowered rack in a car some 350 pounds heavier than the Swanson - much of it courtesy of the V8 in question. The V8 is fed by a pair of computer-assisted SU carbs which are mostly good for choking it and even stop fuel delivery completely right after the power peak, leading to shifts that fling you outside the powerband. That plus a budget manifold design means that the Knightgrove jobs to both the Pegaso and Swanson to 60 mph, all while its fuel economy is a slobberknocking 12.7 mpg off the latter. The Knightsgrove is somewhat more upscale than the Swanson courtesy of a cassette player and larger size, but the front suspension is weirdly bouncy as if to compensate. The front brakes also drop the ball - as they are solid and undersized, they fade very easily. Like we said: this is a car for masked maniacs who live in boiler rooms. Up to you if that’s something you’re into.
(I was actually happy to see Machalel, who is new to CSR but is clearly creative as seen with their JOC3A entry, progress to the second round. And honestly, I’m still happy even if they did miss the mark; it’s very bold to submit a V8 hatch to a challenge like this, and with more refinement it could have made for a very interesting wildcard.)
And there you have it - cars for showstopper scoundrels. The Swanson’s manual-only trim limits its appeal, but it is the strongest car here otherwise, with great performance, blockbuster economy and a full 1300-dollar fore on the next cheapest car ($15900 vs the Knightsgrove’s $17200). Chalk it up to simplicity - though you won’t seem a simple guy when you pop open the hood to show off your chromed intake runners. Alternatively, if an automatic is a must, you could spring for the Shogun - though you’ll miss out on a hatchback.
Tony reads on, but the magazine is fresh out of tips, ending with a bunch of used classifieds he’s not interested in. He figures he has the next couple candidates picked - the Caplan and the Swanson. He considers throwing the Bushido into the mix as well, but decides against it - staggered tires and the seasonal search for cheap winters doesn’t mix well to him. The public TV station cuts to a schedule that states a car program rerun is due the next morning - so Tony figures he’ll wrap up his research then and use Thursday and Friday (Sep 27-28) to make the rounds through the dealers.
From Brackets 3 and 4, the following advance to the finals:
@donutsnail
@Ludvig