Anyone with even a remote affinity for cars knows AMG. And what they know AMG for by and large, is infusing stately Mercedes-Benz models with bluster, charisma and attitude usually via a hot-rodded eight-cylinder engine, a trumpeting quad-tipped exhaust, big wheels shod in fat tyres and a propensity for smokey oversteer. It’s this air of mischief to AMG that proved so infectious, that cultivated the vast horde of dedicated fans who are now so protective of what they see as a proper AMG persona in this ominous new era of electrification.
Of course this slightly yobbish one-dimensional impression of Mercedes-AMG has been a little outdated for over a decade now. AMG has gotten more sophisticated, becoming a proper manufacturer in its own right of genuine sports cars, GT cars and super saloons to face off at every dynamic and technical level (not just in terms of straight-line performance) their equivalents from Porsche, BMW M and Audi Sport. But until very recently they still had that effervescent AMG soul – the sense that there’s just a bit too much engine and associated noise and punch stuffed within than should be allowed.
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