#2021 audi rs 6 avant full#

And leaves one pondering what driving one of these highly technical machines is like in real life. Off the track drag racing to fifty or so miles per hour from the local lights runs out of thrills pretty fast. Sure the Mercedes Benz E63AMG shooting brake and Porsche Panamera Sport Turismo are arguably marginally faster, but there is occasionally more to life than pure brute performance. What else can you load up with kids, golf clubs, DIY stuff, your dog, llama, cases of wine, and then catapult around at supercar performance levels, all while maintaining some semblance of sanity at the cost? Bang for your buck I’m not sure there is a better all around package on the market. If only Audi had optional anti-radar paint… Audi

#2021 audi rs 6 avant full#

Unlimited with the ceramic brake package she could then fly home on the interstate at up to 190 mph, assuming of course her radar detector was working at full steam, and she had her gold plated PBA card to hand. With around 592 horses and 590ft-lb of torque on tap that would take her three seconds or so. Where she could probably hit 60 mph across the car park from entrance to front door on a good day. No mean feat for a car that is a distant cousin to the one your mum takes on the shopping run to Wegmans. By the time I’ve had it half an hour total strangers have stopped in their tracks to ask me about it, or chased me to take photos. Make no mistake this car has the looks to make it catnip to any petrol-head within sight. As one wag recently put it, by most cold hard metrics this missile outperforms a Ferrari Enzo.Īnd it does so whilst also being particularly easy on the eye.

But holy shit does this thing hustle enough for that to hardly matter. It is hard to go unnoticed bedecked in flared wheel arches, 22-inch alloy wheels, enormous Brembo brakes, and a squat, aggressive, stance that would make Attila-the-Hun proud. The RS6 Avant is perhaps not as stealthy as the original iterations whose origins lie on the sketchpad of a mad scientist at Audi’s 1990s skunkwerks. If a surprise attack across enemy lines were your goal I’m not sure what greater weapon you could find. And on way less fuel than you’d imagine thanks to its crafty 48v mild hybrid electrical system and other wizardry. This thing could conquer continents without breaking a sweat. Finally there is something holding back the blitzkrieg. To some extent this is a relief, and I wonder if the gasping windscreen wipers are a deliberate fail-safe preventing me from misleading lesser machines into the abyss. I say ‘relative’ as even in weather from the end of days I am pushing the speed limit. A windscreen who’s wipers are gasping for air amidst the torrent, limiting my speed to a relative crawl as I can’t see into the void more than a few feet. And a tempest of fat, hard rain is thwacking the windscreen. Wagner’s “Ride of the Valkyries” is playing at full tilt on the impressive Bang & Olufsen sound system. The sky is thick with gnarly black clouds in a low blanket stretching to the horizon. Thirty-five years later, when the Audi RS6 Avant finally arrives in the USA, I get my paws on one.