If I was on a naming committee at Cadillac I’d suggest adding the word “merging” to the moniker for the Detroit car maker’s high performance CTS-V sport wagon. You know, CTS-V Wagon Merging Edition; because all you want to do when you drive it is get on the highway and merge. Another possible name could be the CTS-V Wagon Darth Vader Edition.
Love the stealth inspired styling or hate it, you can’t help but to have near-blackout inducing amounts of fun driving one of these machines.
The 2012 CTS-V Wagon has a modest 6.2L supercharged V8 power plant. Wonderfully, Cadillac even offers it with a manual six speed transmission for about as much torque as I have ever experienced in a car. Just talking numbers, it has 556 horsepower and performance stats (0-60 in 4 seconds) that rival that of a BMW M5 (and for thousands of dollars less). Like I said earlier, like the angular styling or not, you can’t help but to want to drive this car — at least for a weekend.
I had about 72 hours with this beast and created a game plan to take it all over the tri-state. The weekend started off with a little work trip over the Brooklyn Bridge to Smith + Butler for a meeting. It was raining and the fog was hanging low on the bridge, but nothing could damper the initial thrill of piloting such an insane car. Afterwards, we drove through Fort Greene, Clinton Hill and on to Williamsburg for dinner. The CTS-V got lots of looks from all different sorts of people. Parking in Williamsburg (and hey, what do you know, ample parking in Brooklyn) was especially intriguing to the locals.
The next day my friend was flying in to LaGuardia and since I had the CTS-V at my disposal I offered to pick him up. I live in Lower Manhattan so I took the Brooklyn Bridge (again) over to the BQE and then took the side streets in Queens to access the airport. About a quarter mile from LGA I was sitting at a red light and a guy literally backed his car up to get a closer look at the Cadillac and acknowledge its awesomeness.
Once my friend arrived, we set our sights on Frank Pepe in New Haven and hit the road. We took the RFK bridge (nee Triboro) to I-95 and powered that beast north. Since we were in the neighborhood we stopped off in Fairfield, CT to see my pal Ted from Terrapin (who, if he didn’t waste so much time on Twitter, would actually have a real website for me to link to) at his majestic suburban manor. We had coffee, chatted and then terrorized Ted’s neighbors with Darth Vader. Once the neighborhood watch was deployed we decided to get back on the road in search of some famous New Haven pizza at Frank Pepe (it’s better than Sally’s too; and Colony Grill can suck it).
It is amazing how what is normally an awful drive (I-95), turns into an experience you never want to end in the CTS-V. En route to New Haven we passed two grizzly gents in a black Chevy truck with Kentucky plates who cut across three lanes to get up next to us and the Cadillac. It seems the guys wanted a closer look and to salute our chosen mode of transportation.
That was the interesting thing about the CTS-V — it drew positive reactions from a huge cross-section of people that we encountered. I’m not surprised, the wagon has a unique appearance and is of course a helluva lot of fun to drive. It handles great and obviously has tremendous power.
Love it or hate it, you have to give Cadillac credit for having the balls that it took to get the CTS-V out into circulation.