Well, actually it's a silky beast.
Probably many of you have already understood: powered by a 333hp V8, the 645ci is such a nice German piece of art...
Ok, I love BMWs (my daddy owns a fully-loaded 525tds, soon to be replaced), but not admiring the 6 is simply impossible.
So, yesterday a friend of my dad came to our house and, well, picked us up for a ride. My father sat on the driving seat, his friend on the passenger seat, while I had to embed myself on the right rear seat. Well, I'll tell you: rear seats are better for a couple of chicks... In fact I had to spent those 10 minutes with my head bent... (I'm 1,86 m tall, more or less)
So, my father drove respectfully the 645ci toward a straight road, but unluckily the road wasn't empty, so he could just reach 150km/h two/three times. Obviously in a few seconds...
I was getting a bit nervous/desperate, because I wanted to drive it.
A few seconds after, my dad pulled the 6 by the right side of the road. I got out. I sat in. I adjusted the electric seat. I shifted the trasmission in D. I accelerated.
-add orgasmic sound here-
Well, obviously I did not floored my right food: I gently touched it and the 645 moved. I spent more or less a minute going 50km/h, because of the traffic. Then, I noticed a few empty hundred metres in front of the car.
I turned my head to my father's friend and I asked something like: "Can I...?"
"Yeah, sure".
It had been something Simpson-like: he didn't have the time to end the sentence. My foot was saying "hello" to the floor mats. Such a funny car... I was approaching warp-speed when I thought it was better to slow down...
So, I drove the 6 to a bar, where we drank an aperitive and we talk about my university and some other stuffs.
Getting home, the owner was behind the steering wheel. At a certain point he told us: "This is the way it's meant to be driven..." and floored his right food-but not gently as I did...
It had been like being hit by a truck: the automatic transmission shifted a couple of gear and... wait, I think it was the 3rd gear, so... At that point, I was litterally glued to the seat: something like invisible hands was pushing me.
Only when I got home I realized I'd just driven a 333hp car...
In the end, I took -fastly, and you can notice it (btw, mistreated nokia 6230...)- some photos, and I kissed the hands and feet of the owner. Almost.
Just one last thing to add: don't trust (cough*EVO*cough) those who say the V8 seems electric because of the sound. I could tell there was something strange in the air even before the 645ci entered the street where my house is situated. It sound sooo nice, so silky, so gruntish, so... But always kindly, because is Bavarian and is from BMW.
P.S.: the 645ci has the panoramic sunroof, heated leather (grey) seats, automatic transmission, electronic suspensions, vocal controls, navi, PDC and probably other stuffs like TV, etc. Shame it's grey and it has those 18" rims ... But I think the owner will soon change them...
P.P.: my daddy's BMW has: black leather interior, electric shade (or whatever is called that curtain near the rear window), Tv, Navi, DSP for the 10 speaker stereo with subwoofer, xenon, 17" rims, 6CDs player. And it's from 1997, when I think almost nobody knew what a gps was... In the last photo you can see it, on the right.
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