The Mk6 GTI’s 155kW 2.0-litre turbo has been criticised, rightly or wrongly, for being a little less rorty than the Mk5’s, but its fizz is absolutely overwhelming compared to the low-blow 20-valve 1.8’s dullness. There’s actually feel and connection fed through its beautifully chubby leather three-spoker, and it even rides brilliantly, with far greater finesse than the Mk4 ever had.Īnd then there’s its engine. Even wearing the 17s of our test car, the Mk6 GTI has miles of mid-corner and corner-exit grip, goes exactly where you point it, and will move its tail around a bit if you ask it to. In every dynamic discipline you’d care to name, the new car is an absolute revelation. Jump into the marginally heavier Mk6 and it’s amazing just how lithe it is, how keen its turn-in is and how much more animated it feels. The steering is slow and disinterested, there’s nothing but understeer when you push, and it’s totally immune to any balance adjustment. It brakes strongly, handles neatly and has good grip, but it’s also a reminder of what VW/ Audi chassis tuning was like a decade ago. But ‘solid’ and ‘safe’ aren’t the sort of words that invoke excitement and the Mk4’s driving experience is a long way from being inspirational. She feels as solid as a rock, the old GTI, and that impression continues out on the road. Shut the Mk4’s doors and they still close with an expensive-sounding thunk. There’s no tartan trim or red stitching, though, which are two GTI cues the new Golf hammers home, and what happened to VW’s blue-violet dash lighting? Did the Germans get upset they were being copied by the Koreans? But the old GTI serves up soft-feel plastics wherever you touch, and its Recaro buckets are clearly related to the superb same-brand chairs in the Mk6. That’s right – fake wood, in a GTI! It was slightly jarring a decade ago and now it looks plain weird. The old car claws its way back with an interior that has easily stood the test of time, bar some peeling and cracking on the fake-wood door-grab inserts. To compare against the Mk6’s red-rimmed honeycomb grille, angry-looking foglights, neat little tailgate spoiler and rear diffuser-of-sorts with twin exhaust pipes, the Mk4 offers nothing. The Golf’s basic style remains the same – prominent Volksy grille badge, elemental headlights, curved windscreen, fat C-pillars, shortish wheelbase and upright tailgate – but the garnishing is chalk and cheese.Īlmost dour minimalism versus the height of hot-hatch cool. The former is something little girls would appreciate and the latter spells a whole new level of club chic. It's like looking at Madonna in pre and post gym-junkie phases. And that, believe it or not, was how the Golf GTI began the decade.Ī lot of water has passed under the bridge at Wolfsburg since the heady days of the Mk4 GTI, and parking VW’s new-gen Mk6 right next to it proves that times 10. There wasn’t a single spoiler or foglight in evidence and you couldn’t even see the exhaust – Volkswagen deliberately concealed the tip behind the rear bumper. Where the Japanese fed their rally-bred sedan a rip-snorting 2.0-litre turbo, all-wheel-drive, massive fogs and a great big wing, the Germans followed the stealth route with a set of alloys, dark-tinted taillights, colour-coded rub strips and a low-blow 1.8-litre turbo. Volkswagen’s Mk4 Golf GTI arrived in Australia just in time to witness the Subaru WRX phenomenon go large.Īnd talk about a difference of opinion.
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