It handles, too. Click the variable dampers into ‘race' mode and you've got a pointy, wieldy thing with no more than a hint of chassis flex. A 911 Cabrio might give you a fraction more edge, a fraction more feel when you're really kicking on, but the XK isn't far behind.
But to kick on is to miss the point in the XK convertible. It's a car that has always done the lazy, wafting, light-footed thing better than just about anything out there, and the good news is that it still does, just a little bit faster than before. There's a delicacy to the XK that German cabrios just can't match, a floatiness that melds perfectly with the 380bhp V8 and the ultra-quick six-speed auto ‘box.
It's a Zen thing: drop the roof and enjoy the delicious thrumbling noise from the direct-injection V8, appreciate the stitching on the dash (honest, it's really nice), the cracking stereo, even the pop-up gear selector. Suddenly the world's a happier place.
The XK is fast without being hurried, agile without being twitchy. Exactly the car to tool along a sun-bathed coastal road on a lazy long weekend, in fact. Even without the supercharger.
source: topgear.com
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