BMW fanboys ritually enrapture themselves over the small blue, purple, and red "M" badge that designates the brand's hulkier strains.
But these are divisive times for the Bayerische Motoren Werkes' in-house performance shop. The 7,104 "M" cars which made their way into US driveways last year are but a sliver of the nearly quarter-million vehicles sold annually by the German manufacturer, yet the boutique sub-brand is the sacred cow that can lead the faithful to believe, or revolt and insist BMW has gone Buick with squishy steering feel and soft suspension.
The M6 is all grown up, with a big, sophisticated drivetrain, copious bells and whistles, all the pesky baggage that comes with middle age.The lunatic fringe obsessed with horsepower-inspired horseplay stalks new model specifications with fervor, and the House of M has offered no shortage of variance over the years. For instance, only the first two successive M5 models possessed the same engine layout, a naturally aspirated inline-6. Since then, a V8 ruled the roost until the V10 came along, an F1-inspired screamer that was both hard on the ears and the fuel tank. Following that, the Munich-based cult proclaimeth the future would be turbocharged, despite earlier promises against M cars with forced induction.
Thus, the latest M6 and its ragtop variant pack the same powerhouse as the M5 sedan, a 4.4-liter V8 with twin-turbos nestled cozily between the cylinder banks for tidier packaging and quicker response. This techy, direct-injected engine pumps 560 horsepower and 500 pound-feet of torque – which commences at a leisurely 1,500 rpm and doesn't quit until the tach approaches 6,000 rpm, just 1,200 rpm shy of redline.
Performance parameters can be manipulated with Choose Your Own Adventure levels of options: A smattering of buttons around the shifter command everything from steering effort to throttle response, transmission shift patterns, stability control intrusiveness, and suspension damping. Buttons on the steering wheel can be programmed with your favorite shortcuts to dynamic bliss, though it takes some fiddling to optimize the mélange of motoring variables, which I discovered during an afternoon with the M6 Convertible on the highways and byways outside California's sleepy bedroom community of Santa Barbara.
The cockpit is welcoming enough, with firmish but friendly seats that, like the drivetrain settings, don't lack for adjustability. Sensing a trend here? Yep, aspects of this car are aimed at your nephew, not you, despite the restrained instrumentation (typical BMW) and the cinematic, landscape-oriented nav screen that, as also seen in the new 3-series, sadly doesn't disappear beneath the dash.
Unlike the M5's artificially enhanced acoustics (which route a simulacra of engine sounds through the speakers), the M6 goes au natural with an exhaust note that's purely gaseous – and surprisingly hushed. The canvas top incorporates a carbon fiber reinforced plastic structure for strength and weight savings, and when it's up, the M6's engine sounds like a retiring lilly of a mill, with barely audible whooshes and low frequency hums that belie the torquey acceleration on tap. Humming along the inside of a tunnel, lowered windows and two taps of the downshift paddles reveal restrained sounds coming from behind; not until you're driving top-down do the engine notes become incrementally more tasty (but never overstated), with a finely modulated hum suggesting the twin-power V8 is just getting started, even as it compresses you into your Merino leather seats with mean, pushy pressure. Even in more aggro settings, the dual-clutch 7-speed transmission shifts swiftly and smoothly during most acceleration runs. With launch control initiated, the M6 ragtop can gallop to 60 mph in 4.3 seconds. Brakes are also appropriately effective, as repeated left pedal jabs along Ojai's legendary Highway 33 produced reassuringly strong stops.