You don’t buy this car to get to the grocery store and back. I tried something a little different with the 370Z. Instead of focusing on its roadster character, I focused on its use as a daily driver.
I quickly learned my mistake: the 3.7 liter engine and its 332 horsepower and 270 lb-ft of torque loved to rev. It blast through the first 3-4 gears like a bullet through tissue paper, which was worsened with my use of the paddle shifters. Apparently I can’t flick them fast enough. I was especially reminded of this fact when the Z “blipped” me when downshifting. (NOTE: The optional SynchroRev Match is only available on the six-speed manual.) The ride smoothed out considerably once I allowed the Z’s computer to take command of the 7-speed automatic transmission.
The ride was, to me, surprisingly smooth for a sports car. And the nineteen inch wheels stuck like glue in the tightest turns. You definitely feel the road, though, as commented one of my unsuspecting passengers. But the Z thunked right over most road imperfections, even ones that I was sure would send my head into – and right through – the cloth roof. Engine noise was omnipresent as a low roar during cruising which was easily drowned by the Bose audio system and eight speakers. Same with road and wind noise which I thought was exceptional. All vanished, though, when I stepped on the accelerator. Which was a lot.
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