Plus, I think there's something to be said for having to work just a bit to get the power out of an engine, like staying in the proper rpm range, or making sure you're keeping the engine on boost, in the case of a turbo. Maybe I, too, am getting old, but I think it would get a tad boring to drive a car that had virtually unlimited power available at all times, at any rpm, which is what so many of today's high end cars actually deliver.
But we've gotten pretty far afield from the new M3. In its favor, I would say the 8400 rpm redline would be highly entertaining, and I love the lines of the new E90 3 Series, so much so that I bought my wife a new 328i (which I picked up in Germany) a few months ago. Don't get me wrong, the new M3 is undoubtedly a fantastic machine, one that could hardly have been dreamed of just a few short years ago. It's just that it's the latest in a numbing procession of fantastic cars, that's beginning to remind me of Michael Schumacher's dizzying domination of Formula 1 during his years with Ferrari. A sort of death by excellence, if you will...
