Too bad this magazine does not usually come with freebies. Else we would have given an MP3 file free with each copy, with a recording of the Audi TT 3.2 V6’s engine intake snort and wild exhaust note. Listening to the wild noise of the car can intoxicate you enough to sell your 2BHK as well as your two-year old hatchback, pull your child out of school for the rest of her life and go and buy it. Heck, it outdoes even its bigger, serious sibling, the R8. The TT is like a mischievous, impetuous brat compared to the well-behaved, always-in-control elder brother (hey, there’s a story there!). The sound is muscular, throbbing with intensity and engineered to irritate the Devils of Maranello and Sant’Agata.
Along with that recording, we should perhaps thrown in an additional bonus – that of a finely tuned Japanese musical instrument attaining a crescendo at the redlin, screaming for vengeance, as it pelts down the highway at speeds best kept unmentioned. It’s an angry shriek, reflecting the new Z’s aggressive, GT-R induced persona. ‘Yeah, but don’t call me junior,’ the new Nissan 370Z seems to be saying.
It is a furious, frenzied wail seemingly designed to wake up the Gods of Zuffenhausen and provoke them again to react with some Ring-side action.