The initial idea was to take a trip down to Munich, visit the BMW Welt (read: BMW World) and museum, have a beer and a sausage, and call it a day. But similar to the Porsche museum we visited that same morning, the BMW Welt parking lot proved to be a great place to spend some time. As we perused through various M offerings, we began to notice that these weren't visitor or factory cars, they were instead cars owned by a rental company located on the main floor of the BMW Welt! As Hans Landa from Inglourious Basterds would of said: "Ooooh we have a bingo!"
As soon as my dad and I exited the elevator we zeroed in on the 'Mobility on Demand' rental desk where the friendly lady informed us that there were only X5M and X6M cars available due to the heavy rain and slick roads. Luckily this only seemed to have been a defense mechanism against the lead footed adrenaline monkeys looking for a quick thrill. In fact, she told us that this month alone, six M cars had been totalled. Six! From the fleet of about 20. Yikes. I'd hate to own shares in a German insurance company right about now. Anyhow, after convincing her that we were in fact semi-responsible drivers with our eyes on a BMW 640d, she allowed us to fill in the paperwork for the only 6 Series available to rent - a 2013 BMW M6 Coupe. Bingo.
After going over a brief damage checklist and tutorial on the car, we checked off the windiest of pre-programmed trips and set off on a 310 kilometre adventure through the Bavarian Alps. But as soon as we crawled out of the BMW Welt parking garage we were greeted with buckets of rain, a dark grey sky, and epic Munich traffic. With literally no time to get used to the 560 bhp on tap, we shimmied the car to the Autobahn where we were further limited by the 120 km/h speed restrictions due to the horrid weather.
Eventually we reached the mountains where we tucked the M6's wide backside between some age old Armco towards a picturesque village with a biblical name. And for the record, oh my Jesus can this car surprise you. Do not for one second think that a BMW M6 would make a great grand tourer a la Bentley Conti GT. It's a savage unpredictable soul that'll have you spinning backwards in flames before you can say "I wish we got the 640 diesel." Even though the power buildup is relatively slow and often times the engine feels like it wants to pull straight out of the near 2,000 kg body, it'll require generous dabs of opposite lock at even the least expected of times. Buyers beware.
We then posed for some pictures and experimented with the M1 and M2 shortcuts on the M6's steering wheel that unleashed five times more fury than the slick roads nor the performance conti's could handle. Your best bet? Leave the steering, damping, and engine management in comfort and just enjoy the luxury with endless power on tap. Do not try and squeeze every last horse out of the TwinScroll turbocharged 8 cylinder. At least not on rainy roads that hadn't seen a drop of wetness in weeks. In fact, even when left in rainy nanny mode, the M6 would kick it's tail on mere downshifts from 3rd to 2nd. Insanity.
We eventually surprised ourselves by bringing the beast back in one piece. Proud as peacocks we dropped off the keys at the rental desk and proceeded to continue our visit of the stunning BMW Welt. More on that later. But for now, I'm looking forward to hopping in my hot hatch that, with a 'mere' 200 bhp, at least allows me to occasionally put the pedal to the metal without needing Raikkonen reflexes combined with the composure of the Barrett-Jackson chap who manoeuvres the muscle cars down the stage.