As folk may (or may not) know, I currently drive an incredibly ridiculous car – the Audi RS 6. Everything about the car is excessively stupid for what I desperately keep claiming(/justifying) is a family estate car.
5.0 litre V10 twin-turbo. 572bhp. 0-62mph in 4.6 seconds. 650Nm torque (and delivered pretty much in a straight line, rather than a curve – see the chart a bit down this page). Near £100,000 price tag (thanks to silly amount of pointless optional extras like the £6,000 ceramic brakes). All wrapped up in an unassumingly plain family estate car (well, that’s what I say, anyway).
Not that there aren’t greater things to complain about, but the car does have it’s downside. The 333g/km CO2 emissions, for one (to contrast, the emissions from the friend-of-the-green-brigade Toyota Prius is 89g/km). Every time I drive the car, I probably pump out enough emissions to melt a polar icecap somewhere, or choke dead an innocent baby seal.
Unfortunately, the sheer petrol-thirst of the car is also hitting the wallet. The evidence:
That’s for a full tank of petrol. £95 (or $145 to my American friends)! For 80 litres. To put this in context – that will last me approximately 1 week of normal commuting. Or a single return journey from Aberdeen to Edinburgh (that’s a 250 mile round-trip). Yep – the 15-20 mpg fuel consumption certainly takes its toll.
Having said that – the car is fun. Oh, dear goodness, it’s sheer, ridiculous fun. I’m just over 1.5 years of ownership, and it still provides childish glee.
But… My reality-check is kicking in. And despite the childish glee, I’m starting to wonder whether it really is worth all the utter excessiveness. I love my toy. But it really is an utterly pointless, excessive, expensive, unjustifiable toy. But, it’s fun…
Buyer’s remorse. Gah!
You could put in regular instead of V-Power… that’d save a chunk to start with 😉