A black interior marks most serious sports cars, and the 370Z made no exception.
First, you lower yourself into the roadster where you’re greeted by swaths high quality hard and soft plastics. of Aluminum neatly trims the pedals, while accenting the interior door handle, instrument panel, vents, and pod cluster display. The long center console neatly divides the driver and passenger sides, then promptly ignores the latter. Make no mistake; this is a driver’s car, and everything on the right is excess weight (though don’t tell your significant other that fact).
The tilt-only steering wheel/instrument cluster prominently puts the tachometer front and center with the Z’s three-pod oil temperature, voltmeter, and clock just a quick glance away. I mentioned this is a driver’s car, right? The climate controls and audio systems were easy enough to use though some of the controls, especially on the steering wheel, felt small even to my thin fingers. I admit I was disappointed there was no navigation system. Worse, the covered storage space taking its place barely had room for anything bigger than an ipod player. The XM satellite radio system; the six CD changer (an increasingly rare option in today’s mpg3 age), and Bose system and eight speakers (dual subwoofers!) did keep things entertaining when not carving the roads (more on the latter in the next post).
I was surprised how much room was in the 370Z. The interior wrapped around my six-foot tall frame like a glove. The “net” seats, especially, were cozy. Seat back bolsters were a bit tight for my back and shoulders but I had plenty of leg room. Oh, a warning: the seat warmers (and coolers!) quickly teach unprepared drivers and passengers the meaning of “toasted buns” even at minimum setting. And the roof button warmed quickly in the California sun.
The large rearview mirrors made almost made it a chore to check the blindspots.
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