| Long Term Test | BMW 123d M Sport Coupé |
Been anywhere interesting?
I've finally had a chance to really stretch the Coupé's legs, with a couple of longer trips this month. The first was from Dublin to Cork and back in Ireland, which may sound appealing to tourists, but actually is a fairly monotonous journey on roads that are just about capable of carrying the level of traffic there now is in Ireland. However, once in Cork (my hometown), the 123d proved itself on some of my old favourite back roads, with a superb combination of poise and agility.
The 1's abilities were further tested when I took my Dad to the final of the European Rugby Cup in Cardiff. The nigh-on 400-mile trip involved getting a ferry from Dublin to Holyhead and then ignoring the main roads as we made our way south through Wales. The summer tourist traffic hasn't started yet and we revelled in the spectacular scenery, and the empty, well-surfaced roads.
Driving back for the ferry on the Sunday evening after the match was a slightly more fraught affair, as the weather took a turn for the worse and we underestimated the effect it would have on our journey time. We made the boat though, partially thanks to the high-speed stability and overtaking prowess of the 123d. This journey sealed by admiration of this engine-car combination.
Anything stand out...?
It's strange to say it, but no, as all of the positive attributes of the 123d combine to give the impression of a well-sorted car, rather than having one advantage. Its styling continues to divide opinion, though I've grown to like it and given the number of enquiries I've had from strangers, it certainly stands out.
...and for the wrong reasons?
A recent drive in a petrol-powered 1 Series Coupé reminded me of the only thing missing from the 123d: an inspiring engine note. A four-cylinder diesel engine is never going to sound good, though I'd happily put up with that for the benefits of this twin-turbocharged unit.
Where next?
Just one last trip before Mr BMW wrestles the keys back. It'll be the longest journey yet for the 123d too, as I'll be boarding a ferry in Dublin once more, then driving all the way from Holyhead in Wales to Folkestone to catch a Eurotunnel train to Calais. From there it's a meagre 260 miles or so to Le Mans. Oh, and there'll be three of us and all our camping gear. Should be interesting.
