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Clyde Howard wrote:We had an '86 Taurus Wagon, with the 3.0 push-rod (NOT the SHO DOHC from Yamaha) engine. One of the car magazines tested it and IIRC, the wagons topped out at something like 114 mph, and the sedans at around 120. The SHO sedans would get something like 140....
This version is an absolute top-of-the-line model, not in the least because of its power source: a six-liter AMG V12-Biturbo engine, which produces an astounding 450 kW/612 hp and at least 1000 Nm torque. The new Mercedes-Benz CL 65 AMG, besides the S 65 AMG and SL 65 AMG, is the third model which uses the powerful V12-Biturbo. This engine pushes the coupe to great achievement: an acceleration to 100kmh in 4,4 seconds, in 13,3 seconds it will hit the 200kmh mark. The top speed has been electronically limited to 250kmh. Peak performace of 450kW/612hp is available between 4800 and 5100rpm. The torque of 1000, which is also electronically limited, is available between 2000 to 4000rpm.

Let us suggest a solution (not that we would actually recommend this sort of sociopathic behavior, but if one were so inclined, it would be possible): pick up the kids in an E63 wagon. Pull up to the curb, brake-torque the Benz, start the rear hides a-boilin', and invite the laughing bullies to climb in. Lift the brake, mash the gas, and lay a two hundred foot patch out of the school parking lot. Let the rears gather traction and you'll rocket to 60 mph in four seconds flat on your way to one very-difficult-to-clean back seat and a 12.5-second quarter-mile at 115 mph. In the time it takes the young ones to sing the ABCs, the E63 will be whipping along at the 155-mph governor. No way the parents in the pristine SUV are cooler...when was the last time the carpool included mud bogging or rock crawling?
The E63 is a mild evolution of the E55 gonzo-wagon. The supercharged-and-intercooled 5.4-liter V-8 from the Mercedes mothership is gone, replaced by AMG's own 6.2-liter naturally-aspirated mill. In the grand AMG tradition of model names that may or may not actually relate to engine displacement, these two are close enough. Although the new engine gives up 62 lb-ft of torque to the old, supercharged V-8, there's an extra 38-hp on tap and 800 additional rpm before redline, tallying a screaming 7200. The 6.2 negligibly outperforms the old car in every acceleration test, reaching 100 mph in 9.5 and 150 in 23.5 seconds; 0.2, and 0.5 seconds quicker. The 12.5-second quarter-mile time is identical between the two cars, but the 63 carries one extra mph through the lights.
A two-ton wagon is never going to carve corners like a Lotus, but good luck fitting seven complete people into an Elise. The E63's 0.84 g is good enough to suck barf out of baby's mouth and directly onto the outside window, thus protecting the leather.
All this reminds me of the tired old 1949 Chevy Panel Van I bought for $100 at a car lot on Ross Avenue in Dallas in the early 1960s.

Let us suggest a solution (not that we would actually recommend this sort of sociopathic behavior, but if one were so inclined, it would be possible): pick up the kids in this Ford F-850. Pull up to the curb, brake-torque the Ford, start the rear hides all four of them, a-boilin', and invite the laughing bullies stand in front. Lift the brake, mash the gas, and lay a two hundred foot patch tarmac and bully pieces right out of the school parking lot. Let the rears gather traction and you'll rocket to 20 mph in 10 seconds on your way to one very-difficult-to-clean under carriage. In the time it takes the young ones to say three Hail Mary's, the 850 will be whipping along at 155-mph max with no Hi-Po brave enough to stop you.
No way the parents in the pristine Euro trash kraut-wagon are cooler...when was the last time the carpool included mud bogging or rock crawling, or mountain climbing.

Back to the subject of the tread.... while out running last week, I looked up to see a 'pristine' E Jag cruise by with the top down. Looked just like the picture below. It put lust in my heart as I watched and listened to it accelerate away.
Ronnie wrote:MikeBack to the subject of the tread.... while out running last week, I looked up to see a 'pristine' E Jag cruise by with the top down. Looked just like the picture below. It put lust in my heart as I watched and listened to it accelerate away.
I once owned an E-type. The worst car I ever owned. For every ounce of pleasure there was a pound of pain. Had I been you Mike I might have spit on the wheels or worse...
The more I think about it I think it was the worst anything I ever bought.
I traded it straight up for an Alpine Tiger with a Ford 289 HP loaded up front. Not as sexy as the Jag but it always started and never left me sitting dead at a traffic light smiling sheepishly
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LUCAS!
Jags (at least the earlier ones) were genuine PITA to own and operate.
Are you sure you didn't have a Tiger instead of an Alpine?
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