2016 Bentley Flying Spur V8
How to make a good first impressionZero to 60 mph in 4.9 seconds; a top speed of 183 mph; 500 horsepower and 487 lb-ft of torque; and this is the slouch of the Flying Spur line.
Bentley just made news for producing the world’s fastest luxury sedan, the new Flying Spur W12 S managing 60 mph in 4.2 seconds and a top speed of 200 mph from a twin-turbocharged 6.0-liter 12-cylinder capable of 626 horsepower and 605 lb-ft of torque. That would be the quick one, inching out the previous world’s fastest and still available non-S Flying Spur W12 by just 0.1 second to 60 while nipping a whole 1 mph off of its claimed top speed. That’s astounding performance, but let’s not forget the entry-level Flying Spur V8 is still faster than most of the luxury cars it’s up against. Then again, after taking in its perfectly understated outward lines and soaking up its inner opulence I could hardly care how quick it was.
I’m not much for stoplight bragging rights, or at least I eventually outgrew such youthful folly (I have other annoying traits now). Straight-line speed is wonderful, and at the limit cornering even more so, but let’s be real, unless you happen to live on a mountainside or a waterfront property accessed by a circuitous coastal two-laner (ok, this might be an accurate description of a Bentley owner’s abode), and then don’t use these roads when everyone else does, most drives will be less enthusiastic. Reason enough to own a car capable of deft feats of high-speed curve management when called upon yet perfectly suited to serene, smooth, silent limousine service the rest of the time. Whether you employ a driver to take care of traffic duties while prepping for the day from the Flying Spur’s comfortable back seat or control your own commuting destiny, Bentley’s smallest sedan is plenty spacious.
It’s a large car by most peoples’ standards, measuring more than 17 feet long, in excess of seven feet wide and almost five feet tall; its 5,346-lb mass substantive, as one would expect after witnessing the solidity of its handcrafted hardwood inlays (or machine-turned aluminum, piano black surfacing, etcetera), the density of its metal vents, organ stops and trim, some with jewel-like knurled detailing, others satin-finished and yet more mirror polished, and the extensiveness of its fine quilted leathers and rich wool carpets. Bentley cuts no corners when it comes to quality, with hand-stitched hides trimming the dash and instrument panels, the door panels all the way into their jams, wrapping each roof pillar, surrounding both visors, adorning the otherwise wood and metal front and rear overhead consoles, covering the rest of the roofliner, and most everywhere else. Everything is artisan-finished, except the odd bit of black plastic used mostly for switchgear.
The seats are some of the best I’ve experienced, and not just because of their near chamois soft, quilted and perforated grade-A leathers, but more so because of how well they backsides and their ample powered adjustability, while Bentley included multi-temperature heat and cooling to optimize comfort. Likewise both front occupants can set their own temperatures, as can those in back, the latter via a removable colour tablet that also lets you power the rear sunshade or interestingly adjust climate, audio, media, navigation, and vehicle settings such as language, display, sound, reset, phone pairing and the child door locks via the front infotainment system (keep this away from your kids). They’d have a heyday with the dual chromed switches atop each rear armrest too, one for the window and another for the side shade, plus the rear outboard seats are power actuated including memory, four-way lumbar adjustment and, of course, massaging action.
Some additional extras include a heatable steering wheel, twin 10-inch LCD screens in back, a full rear center console, a refrigerated cooler, deep-pile floor mats, folding seatback tables, and much more, while Mulliner will happily provide fitted luggage to optimize the spacious trunk, which incidentally is more luxuriously appointed than some so-called premium cars’ rear seating compartments. Suffice to say only the ultimately spoiled would dare complain about this more basic example’s amenities.
Breitling supplies the analog clock at dash-central, although likely incorporating a lower-end ETA or Valjoux movement rather than anything made in-house at La Chaux-de-Fonds (their Mulliner Tourbillon, which is currently available in the new Bentayga for a cool $200k would be nice, or a B01, 02, 04 or 06 automatic movement, although the more pedestrian quartz Emergency II’s locator beacon would likely be most useful in a car). The Flying Spur’s clock is a more tastefully discrete timepiece than the usual Breitling for Bentley bling, although I would have also appreciated a simple digital clock permanently housed within the gauge cluster or a corner of the infotainment display.
The latter is a nicely laid out high-resolution touchscreen that looks good although isn’t quite as quick to respond as the car itself, nor as advanced as the latest VW group systems, but it hooks up to most phones easily enough, is complete with all the expected features like a backup camera with guidelines, navigation with mapping, and more, so therefore should satisfy all but true techno-geeks. The same can be said for the color multi-information screen within the mostly analog gauge cluster, while its orange meter needles are exquisite.
My tester didn’t incorporate the sensational Naim audio upgrade, but the stock stereo certainly passed scrutiny. Still, even its crisp highs and resonant lows couldn’t compete with the mellifluous tones of the wonderful 4.0-liter V8. There’s nothing raucous or raspy about it, the twin-turbocharged mill producing a lovely low rumble when getting on the power, which intensifies as revs rise albeit never to a point of overwhelming the inner sanctum. The Spur is more about leaving the world outside than fully engaging its harsher elements, the drivetrain’s eight-speed automatic brilliantly engaging when set to its sportiest mode and gear-swappable via the console-mounted shift lever or steering column paddles, although it’s almost as imperceptibly unnoticeable as a good valet when left to its own devices. Likewise you probably won’t realize sixty-percent of the engine’s torque goes rearward and forty twists the wheels up front, the Spur’s permanent all-wheel drive joining all the expected active and passive safety gear for total control no matter the road conditions or weather (an ideal ski hill conveyance thanks to a rear seat pass-through, Bentayga aside). The ride is sublime, which is a grand achievement considering how well the big Bentley handles serpentine side roads, both skills attributable to a computer-controlled, self-leveling air suspension.
Normally I wouldn’t pay much attention to fuel economy in the ultra-premium class, but Bentley is particularly proud that this Flying Spur V8 can cruise up to 520 miles on a single tank, partially due to cylinder deactivation, intelligent thermal management, and electrical recuperation. The result is 15 mpg combined city/highway via the EPA. Of course, this is hardly Prius territory, but for a luxury car that weighs as much as some pickup trucks, and I repeat one that’s as energetic off the line and as nimble to drive as many sport sedans half its size, the Spur’s fuel economy is respectful of one’s platinum card.
Efficiency certainly wouldn’t be my first consideration, nor for that matter its superb performance. Call me shallow, but I’m absolutely smitten by its exterior design. Where its few peers and myriad pretenders continually brighten their ever-enlarging grilles and add yet more chromed glitz all-round, the Flying Spur seems to downplay its pedigree, as if it was raised in Kensington yet taught to be mindful of those in Hackney. Of course it hails from Crewe, a quaint railway town in the county of Cheshire, 158 miles north of London, but despite its rural roots it’s certainly civilized, with only the faintest of chromed edgings around its modestly sized black-mesh grille, the latter set between an elegantly penned quad of LED-enhanced headlamps, all hovering above an ideally simple body-color and black-mesh lower fascia.
Likewise, its profile view is only dressed up with a stylized chromed “B” fender vent plus mild door handle and window trim brightwork, whereas its beautifully shaped LED tail lamps are encircled by a mere pinstripe’s width of glittery metal, and sideways “8” shaped tailpipes suitably chromed as well. Its optional 20-inch alloys were downright sporty, especially their red centres and 275/35ZR20 Pirelli P Zeros, these being upgrades over the base model’s 19s. Still, the Flying Spur’s visual statement declares a grand arrival without fanfare, a car with all the confidence in the world yet no need to flaunt it.
Of course, anyone familiar with the famed Bentley B will immediately appreciate the significance of the brand and its cars, and when pulling up at the valet, the good taste of the driver, or for that matter the person emerging from the rear passenger compartment. Yes, the Flying Spur is very special, and worthy of its $200k-plus price range.
Story credits: Trevor Hofmann, American Auto Press Photo credits: Karen Tuggay, American Auto Press Copyright: American Auto Press