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Although it’s pretty easy to get lost in the 335i’s numerous creature features, the real raison d'être is the driving experience. Gripping the fat, three-spoke steering wheel and pressing the engine start button surely enhances the feeling of being a Formula One driver, but they just play second fiddle to the wonderful bellow of the twin-turbo inline-6 up front. Serving up 306 horsepower and 400 Nm torque (from as low as 1,300 rpm)—the 335i is the first BMW in a generation to feature turbocharger technology. And while some will raise eyebrows over concern with poor fuel economy and turbo lag, BMW has designed the new 3.0-liter inline-6 to counter these very two things. On the subject of fuel economy, the 335i uses direct high-pressure fuel injection and variable valve timing on both intake and exhaust to improve the mileage by as much as 3 percent while improving emissions by as much as 20 compared to its normally aspirated 3.0-liter engine. On the performance aspect, the low pressure threshold of the two turbos and the flat torque band of the engine made sure that the car need not rely too much on the turbo boost to attain top-end performance. All these technical advancements surely sounded good to me on paper, but it sounded even better from behind the wheel. Flicking the transmission into first, I set off for what was going to be the first of my thousand kilometer journey. Relying solely on the GPS navigation, I joined the Autobahn and quickly hammered the throttle pedal. Trying to disprove about the absence of turbo lag on the 335i, I made sure to be critical about it. But there was none. It’s hard to tell whether it’s the variable valve timing at work or the turbos, but whatever it is; redlining the 335i to 7,000 rpm is smooth and effortless. One minor quip I have with the 335i is the transmission’s sometimes vague engagement. Though still very much slicker than your average sedan, the 6-speed manual seemed to have some hesitation on engagement. The extra-effort clutch is no help either. However, it’s a very minor distraction, and generally, doesn’t deter too much from the highly engaging driving experience. On the subject of an engaging drive, the route from Munich to Berlin is mostly taken on the Autobahn. But with the help of the navigation system, I set forth toward the more entertaining back roads, where the 335i really strutted its stuff. This car handed everything I threw at it and every bend I threw it into. It manages to balance being an out-and-out sports car and a highly comfortable long distance tourer quite well. This is no doubt down to BMW’s prowess in suspension geometry and design with the 335i sporting aluminum front double pivot- and five-link rear suspension. In addition, this car has a perfect 50/50 weight distribution. BMW made extra sure of that by relocating the battery in the trunk and even carving out the front fenders of plastic to counter the extra weight of the two turbos up front. The car’s so good; I once had to disengage the Dynamic Traction Control (DTC) just to find out what kind of hijinks this car’s capable off. And rest assured, since I’ve written this story, I can tell you the 335i is a commendable handler with computer assist on or off. After a few dozen kilometers of pushing the 335i to its 250 km/h speed limit and turning the traction control on and off, I settled down to a regular pace and focused on the long journey ahead. It’s times like these that you can easily mistake the coupe for its sedan brother because of its outstanding comfort despite running on lower profile run-flat tires. And unlike the sedan, the 335i has the extra push when overtaking is needed thanks to that amazing twin turbo inline-6. On the subject of fuel economy, I was accompanied all the way by an X3 3.0si. And despite the 335i having a 34 horsepower and 85 Nm torque advantage, the X3 had to stop 20 percent more times for petrol. At the end of the long journey, I’ve never felt the arduousness of it. From behind the 335i’s wheel, I felt so wired, so connected to the car that I felt I had 24 valves in my heart instead of 4 and Castrol synthetic was circulating rather than blood. The flight back home actually felt more tiring. It took darn long for BMW to enter the turbocharged fray, but what an entry it is. Without a doubt, they’ve managed to re-written the sports car rule book once again and given the turbo veterans a big up yours. |
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