054 BMW M3
Forget that face for a moment, it’s time for Chris Harris’ big verdict on the new M3...
Yeah yeah, the new grille. But when all’s said and done, what’s the new M3 actually like to drive? Over to Harris...
TThe last M3 is always better than the new M3 – the new one has lost ‘something’. The last Porsche 911 was a better driver’s car, the new one is too big and has lost ‘something’. Strange, isn’t it, how the regeneration process for any performance icon always seems to result in the misplacement of an attribute so important it can’t actually be named specifically. Mostly, I don’t subscribe to this view. Car companies are clever organisations and they employ clever people who make the new thing better than the old thing – most of the time. But the M3 suffers from the curse of the rose-tinted-spectacle brigade more than any other car. Ever since the E36 M3 replaced the lovely E30 back in 1993, the new version has prompted an unedifying outpouring of grief for the predecessor, and a blind spot for what might be good about the new car. Being the new M3 is a very tough job, and that’s coming from someone who knows what it’s like to be in that position. Especially the new G80 M3, whose on-paper credentials really do dangle it into the crocodile infested waters of the rose-tinted-moaners. Here is an M3 that is nearly as heavy as an M5 from the last decade, that is only available in the UK with an automatic gearbox and which appears to have undergone a cosmetic procedure that went horribly wrong. The new boss does appear to have some problems matching the old boss. We’ll deal with the design and styling first. Normally I’m not one to offer any opinion on the subject because it’s too subjective, but this time there’s too much controversy on display to ignore. The more time I spent with the new M3, the less I cared about
the unfortunate face. Sadly, this was mainly due to the rest of the styling and proportions looking worse every time I turned to look at it. It’s a bit of a mess really, the wheels don’t fill the arches the way an M car’s should, there are awkward angles and shapes everywhere. Most people buy cars on the way they look, the G80 M3 hasn’t given itself the easiest start in life.
The specification is a little problematic too. Gone is the dual-clutch transmission, replaced by an auto box. The manual option won’t be coming here, but power on the Competition version (the non-Comp car might make an appearance in the UK, but no date is planned) is up to 503bhp and torque is 479lb ft. It’s a bigger, heavier car though, as is the way these days. There are 4WD versions to come, but for now it’s rear driven, through a clever locking differential and the suspension offers different levels of support and comfort.
On the road, it’s a very competent thing. You sit really low in a carbon-shelled seat with a small island that separates your thighs and has already earned the name ‘nut rest’. The dash and dials are a confusing mess to these eyes. I know modern car cabins take time to understand, but even after a few days I couldn’t find logical pathways to even the most basic function changes. You can configure all manner of dash layouts, but even this non-rosetinted-thinker did wonder how much easier it would all be if I had the simplicity of an E46 M3 cabin to work with.
It immediately feels like a big car on the road, purely because of the dimensions, but within minutes, and almost without
knowing it, you can place it with a level of accuracy completely at odds with how big your head is telling you the car is. It’s clever stuff from one of these infernal electric steering systems and it sets the tone for a chassis that offers a big step over the old car.
There are different steering maps to choose from – they alter the weight of the system – but the fundamental correctness of what an input means remains unchanged. Likewise there are three damper settings, two of which are quite useless on UK roads. Leave the car in Comfort and what you have is a very well supported, very fast saloon car which is firm at low speed and comes alive once the speeds rise. This need for bigger inputs into the suspension to really make it work seems to be a trend in the Fast German World of late. The E63 is the same – a pretty unyielding low-speed ride leads you to think that the car will remain way too harsh, but then above 40mph the dampers begin to move more fluidly and the whole car settles. It’s never what you’d call smooth, but the upside is a massive amount of control. There’s nothing you can throw at this chassis at road speeds that remotely fazes it.
Traction is of a completely different quality to the F80. How much of that is down to the new Michelin 4S tyres, which appear to transform every car they’re fitted to, I cannot say. But I will admit this – after a day of driving on dry surfaces, I thought the thing was 4WD. The differential is much more adaptable – it seems to run free and open most of the time and only when you place big demands on the rear axle does it lock into traditional hooligan M mode. A good deal of that front end isn’t just down to the steering either – this car runs monster 275 section fronts and so it always turns in without a hint of push and yet it doesn’t tramline anything like you’d expect.
The powertrain is a tricky one. Viewed in isolation, it’s hugely impressive. It pulls from nothing, offers the kind of mid-range response we could only dream of five years ago and would appear to only have some lag because the engineers thought it ought to have some. The gearbox is the biggest problem with this new M3. It’s a perfectly good auto box – it learns and it shifts well enough for a slusher – but you don’t know how much the immediacy of a
“NOTHING THAT YOU THROW AT THE M3 REMOTELY FAZES IT”
dual clutch contributes to the way an M3 feels until you lose it. And it means that unless the chassis is being allowed to demonstrate why it is pure M car, the powertrain makes you feel like you’re driving a very fast M440i and struggles to rise to the occasion. Of the two, it’s the gearbox that is the biggest offender. And so this is the point at which I have to succumb to the pressures of being one of the rose tinters and say that for all its performance advantage over the old car, something really has been lost with this new one. The WLTP exhaust means far less noise and 10 years after BMW first piped fake intake into the cabin of an M5, it still doesn’t prove a worthy substitute for the real thing.
On a track, as always for an M car, the whole package comes alive and places quite a distance between it and a 440i – and for that matter any other car in this class. It is relentlessly fast, the grip is both very impressive and very consistent. And the thing that BMW M still does that little bit better than the rest is the ability to carve a straight line and then at the next corner erupt in clouds of vapourised tyre. When it’s doing this, you can forgive the gearbox and the odd styling and the price (which still makes me wince) because what you’re driving is potentially the last of a type of car – a RWD, massively powerful saloon not tainted by hybridity or any other nonsense. And at that point I wonder whether we should even look for faults in cars like this because when we can no longer buy them, we might feel like it was a silly thing to do.
But the reality is this – the new M3 is a more capable car than the one it replaces, but it’s not as exciting and to my eyes looks nothing like as good. But, there is an estate and, let’s face it, it will still be a great thing to drive every day.