1.What is the best car you've driven?
Audi RS6 Avant. I can't comment on the reliability, consumption or upkeep costs as it was my boss's car, but I was an apprentice at the time, my boss pulled me in to the office one day and said "I've bought a yacht, it's in Germany, I need you to drive me and my whole family to it this weekend and bring the car back". He was also the kind of guy to tell me to floor it on the autobahn, it was a good weekend.
2. What is the worst car you've driven?
Citroen C3. 1.0l naturally aspirated. Managed 170kph on the autobahn. Wheeziest, crappiest engine I've ever experienced. Some of the dumbest car design choices I've ever seen in a car, just ridiculously stupid. No mirror in any of the visors, the sun visors were woefully inadequate and didn't swing sideways so if you had the sun in your face from the side then tough. The cruise control stalk is hidden behind the steering wheel, only discovered it had cruise about 700km in to the trip. The indicator stalk is in the way, took a bit of getting used to as every time I turned the wheel I'd hit the bloody thing, and I have lady hands. The Satnav was hands down the most horrible, hateful thing I've ever used. In fact I'd go so far as to say it was worse than the Route 66 Nav I had for my old Nokia 6600, where you had to connect a GPS receiver via Bluetooth. What a crap car, just spectacularly bad on all fronts. Good on fuel though.
3. What was your first car
Audi 80 coupe with 400bhp. Mate of mine was big in to his racing (rich family y'see) and he did this thing up with loads of Porsche bits and then eventually sold it to me for a steal as he moved on to a Seat Ibiza. It was an absolute monster for about two months until it went bang and he wouldn't even help me look at it. I sold it for 20% of what I bought it for. The guy who bought it spent like 200 euros on spares and stuff and fixed it. Every time I saw it a little piece of me died inside.
4. What is your dream car?
Zonda. One of the originals, or perhaps a Tricolore. Nothing's as nice as those.
Honorable mentions:
Ford Falcon XR6:
A car I'd drive if they had them here would be a Ford Falcon XR6. We had one in Oz for a couple of weeks. Ridiculously primitive car, at the end of the day it was a ute with a bit of extra body stuck on, and it wasn't ashamed of it. The 4l straight 6 was a beast of an engine. The transmission was lazy and would often sit there second guessing me for a few seconds before deciding to shift but when it did it went in to full party mode and the thing just blasted off like a scorned cat. More boot space than the ISS, but the boot was basically just a massive steel box with a bit of sound deadening which seemed to be more of a box ticker than actual sound deadening. It just had so much charm, it wasn't pretending to be anything it wasn't, it was just a bit of good ol' brute force with a basic interior which could be cleaned very easily and was deceptively comfy. In sport mode it made a noise to rival even the most hardcore Jags, it was just ridiculous. It went off road all over the place, not a single rattle or squeak, never complained, the traction control let you have oddles of fun before it stepped in. Great car.
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In terms of most ridiculous car, hands down it's the GLS63 AMG. A car of that size and stature should not be able to snap your neck like that, what a ridiculous car. The only time I've ever gotten out of a car and wondered why they built it. The force, the violence, the aggression, it was all meant for something like a C63 or an E63 or whatever, not a massive people carrier that needs a few orbits to slow down and feels like it's going to fall over in a corner. The interior was just stupid. Surrounded by all the luxury you can think of, yet you're sitting in seats that despite having every trick in the book, still felt like they'd be more at home in a Focus RS, and probably wouldn't be comfy for a larger set person. It was the ultimate mix of performance, lucury and practicality, and yet it felt like the most mismatched car I've ever driven. Just weird.