Monstrously quick, monstrously rewarding, monstrously easy
I tested a Mercedes-AMG GT3 race car about a year ago and excitedly anticipated the chance to drive the street version, the AMG GT R, ever since then. Somehow, I managed to not drive it on the road before our All-Stars track day at Speedvegas. So when the track opened, I was strapped in and ready to roll despite temperatures in the low 30s.
In a real racing environment, cold temperatures and wide, low-profile tires can make for some wicked entertainment, and that was my initial situation with the GT R. I wrestled with it for three full laps before I got even a little help from the frozen tires. By that time, my passenger, who had mistakenly jumped in the car right before I set off, was about to recycle their breakfast and was turning purple. I pitted and wrote in my notepad, "This car is not for herbivores. Driving it makes you crave raw meat!"
Emotion seems to erupt around this car. Upon exiting it, editor-at-large Arthur St. Antoine exclaimed, "Holy Mother of Affalterbach! With that long hood and all that V-8 up front, I never expected this brute to turn in like Baryshnikov. But it does. Brilliant on its feet!" social media editor Billy Rehbock echoed, "Holy hell is this thing good!" Executive editor Mac Morrison climbed out, stared at the GT R hard for a good 10 seconds, and performed a little head shake. "I'm absolutely blown away not only by how well this car handles and attacks this racetrack but also by how easy it is to drive quickly and aggressively," he said. "This is one of my favorite cars in years."
Later I found something interesting in my notes to possibly explain why I and others felt so comfortable aggressively manipulating the 577-horsepower R through every turn. "I think the long hood, a more rear-placed driver position, and a superbly connected steering feel combine to give a unique driver perspective out the windshield. It felt like I had extra time to get the car sorted on turn-in, almost like changes were in slow motion. This perspective also seemed to give me a really early indication of when the car was even thinking about getting out of shape." The result was immediate trust and confidence driving the GT R at the limit. I wasn't the only one. As Tahaney declared with enthusiasm, "Oh my God, it'll make a rock star out of anyone—even me."
Cabin controls are typical Mercedes quality, and the infotainment system seemed a little more user-friendly than most. Cabin noise was surprisingly quiet, especially when compared to most of the other quick cars we had rolling on huge rubber. There is an impressive amount of storage room in the GT R as well. The rear trunk is plenty big enough for a couple of sets of golf clubs and bags for the weekend. This all adds nicely to the car's case for being a great daily driver, too.
The GT R might be the best example of brute force with no ignorance I've ever had the pleasure of driving. Now all many of us can think about is, when do we get to have another go?