CSL Heaven

Now *that* is a green car I can believe in. As much as 99% of my automotive exper­ience has been with fuel injected, Japanese four-​​bangers, a carbur­etted, German inline six like that has something intensely alluring about it.

It looks stunning in such a unique shade of green and you *know* all the aero kit installed actually serves a purpose, but even without all that, even if it were beige and bereft its bespoke goodness, the shape of the under­lying vehicle is what gives you that wonderful feeling of automotive desire.

Ignore, if you can, that wing, the front air dam, and the little ribs on the front fender wings, and notice how your eye easily follows the line of the hood as it sweeps back towards the windshield, cleanly passes beneath the side windows with their sparkling chrome trim and the clever BMW badge, to the trunklid, which ends in a soft edge that mimics that of the front fascia. The front and rear of the older Beemers seemed to always be leaning into the wind, a subtle suggestion of aggression that seems remin­iscent of classic Italian boats from the 50s. All of this rolling on what are likely 15″ wheels with beefy tires on them. Beautiful.

I’ll leave thoughts on the sound this thing probably makes to the imagin­ation, but consider this, has our pursuit of motoring performance gone so far as to lose sight of the art and soul of a sports car? A modern Lamborghini or Ferrari would have no trouble at all out pacing this car in any motor­sport challenge, but all that technology and processed composite material comes at the cost of style and personality.

The driver who shows up in a Murcielago has money.
The driver who shows up in this CSL has taste.

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