DAVE MORLEY GIVES YOU THE CAR ADVICE YOU NEED – AND MAYBE A BIT ABOUT LIFE AS WELL
Electric cars. Hmmm. That’s both the noise they make and my current (no pun intended) reaction to them.
I’ve been driving a few EVs lately, and a few things have occurred to me. But let me first say that this is not about the politics of climate change or the environment generally. You probably already have a view on that. So do I. Nuff said.
With that in mind, the first thing that’s been bugging me about EVs is that they lack a certain theatre. I mean, you can’t argue with what amounts to supercar performance from a family SUV (as many of them are) but I can’t help wondering why I’m left a bit cold by their overall demeanour. I think it’s something to do with the fact that they do, indeed, possess that well-publicised ability to produce maximum torque at zero revs. But once you’ve launched them as hard as possible, that’s kind of show over. Oh sure, plant the boot anywhere within their broad spread of potential velocities and they still accelerate like madmen, but…
…Where’s the swelling, building, yodelling crescendo of an atmo inline six with tuned-length headers and a big stick? Where’s the yowling, hammering cadence of a high-comp V8 as it climbs onto the pipe
