The instant I open the driver’s door on the Ghost I know it is a real RollsRoyce.
There is a serious heft to the door and it closes behind me with a subdued ‘‘thunk’’ that seals the car as effectively as any refrigerator door. As I start the muttering V12, and head out into the snap-frozen English countryside this week, I am cosseted and pampered in a way I have only experienced in a car with the Flying Lady mascot on the nose.
Everything in the Ghost is real – and, by that, I mean real wood, real metal, real leather and real luxury thinking, design and finishing.
It is a massively classy car and just what you expect – and deserve – if you’re prepared to pay more than $650,000 for a new car.
It is near-silent, swift and effortless.
You can say what you like about the looks, and some people are not fans of the brutalistic bodywork of the newage Rolls-Royces, but it is just about impossible to find flaws in a car which feels as if it will live forever.
If I’m nit-picking, and that’s what I’m paid to do, the driver’s seat is a little short of thigh support, and I don’t like the BMW-style graphics on the dashboard display or the BMWbrand chime to warn of an open door. But that’s about it.
Unless you count a price tag which means I would have to swap my house for this car.
If this is too glowing, I’m sorry but that is the reality.
The Ghost is more eager and responsive than the giant Phantom, with an effortless thrust when I push deeply into the acclerator, but it’s no sports car.
Compared with the Phantom, and it’s the natural comparison, the Ghost is a little sharper to drive, more responsive to the throttle, and not quite as expansive in the cabin.
But the Ghost truly is a great car and one which – just as you would expect – sets the benchmark for its price and class.
REAL DEAL: Everything in the Ghost speaks of luxury, from the engineering to the real wood and leather trimmings.