The BMW M4 Competition Pack and Mercedes-AMG C63 S Coupé promise a greater capacity for attacking a Welsh B-road than ever. We let them loose and decided upon a winner
Nic Cackett
23 July 2016

I did many foolish and regrettable things in the previous-generation Mercedes-Benz C63 AMG. I remember many of them distinctly.

The flicked thumbs-up of a crazy-brave biker as he went prostrate on the fuel tank on a barren stretch of south coast bypass. The bemused, thumbs-down look of a bus driver when I briefly went all ham-fisted at a roundabout and finished up staring at the kerb in a vanishing pall of shame-smoke. It was that kind of car: 6.2 litres of hooliganism, wrapped in a chartered accountant’s notion of sporty dress.

Mostly, though, I remember ferrying an old mate repeatedly up a tiny, one-way section of our home town’s high street where the artery becomes so clogged by shops and pubs that it resonates like a wooden tunnel with the top taken off. Here, the model’s various flaws were obliterated by the adrenalised, quad-pipe depravity of Affalterbach’s own naturally aspirated V8 – before crystallising again moments later when the front wheel always clattered into the same sunken drain cover.

I recall the same level of puerile behaviour a few years earlier when the E90 version of the BMW M3 was new and fizzed to the 8300rpm rhythm of its own V-shaped piston-missile. Now both are long gone and their replacements firmly established. Yet neither the W205-series C63 nor the F32-gen M4, each now sporting a downsized turbocharged engine, has so far proven quite as memorable as its respective predecessor. Both received four-star road test verdicts, meaning we liked, but didn’t necessarily love, either model.

They were first swings, though. With their eye now in, both manufacturers have since delivered more powerful versions of their sawn-off small execs: in Mercedes-AMG’s case, the increasingly differentiated S-badged C63 Coupé, and for BMW, the Competition Pack tweak, a descendant of the mighty CSL badging convention. Getting them together for the first time in the UK, we roped off a corner of Wales, packed the big fuel card and settled back to see if either car was good enough to make us suddenly go all gushy again.

Let’s start at the seaside. The pebbly shore south of Llantwit Major is probably better known for its roomy café than the views from the beach, but we pitch up regardless. Both cars are conspicuous enough in this part of the world to cause a gentle stir, although it’s the C63 that provokes conversation with the locals. The reason for this is obvious enough. We drove the underwhelming saloon last year in sulky eyeball white, and it looked about as tasty as a puddle of skimmed milk. The C63 S Coupé, though, on powder black 19in and 20in alloy wheels and in two-fathom-deep ocean blue, is properly, full-fat pretty.

We can thank its rival from Munich (and, more distantly, the one from Ingolstadt, too) for that. The profit-making badging conceit of BMW and Audi has clearly signalled to Mercedes that the C-Class Coupé needs a distinctive ‘look’ to go with its two fewer doors and, to its credit, its amalgamation of newly blistered arches and a Mercedes-AMG GT-inspired tail is enormously eye-catching – enormous enough, in fact, for the normally standout M4 to slip into its shadow for the morning. And considering the sparkle of its standard 20in M Star wheels and the gold of its very much optional calipers beyond, that’s quite a feat.

The C63 probably edges it inside as well. From the door card Burmester stereo speakers to the IWC clock to the fist-sized three-ring vents, the cabin glints like an architect’s pencil case. Not all the lustre is eye-pleasing (it’s predominantly the shine of plastic posing as metal), but the net effect dips nicely under the bling radar – even with the swathe of optional carbonfibre on the console.

The M4 – as familiar inside by now as an old leather jacket – is far more buttoned down. It smells like a leather jacket, too (preferable to the synthetic non-scent of Mercedes’ man-made trim material) and probably features the better brace of plush sports seats. Its unequivocal twofold advantage sits between them: on top, the iDrive multimedia display – far superior to its rival’s Comand system – and down below, in the four inches of flick-happy gear selector adjacent to your left hand.

The bulbous stick is nothing tremendously special, but because AMG has unwisely (or, more likely, necessarily) stuck with its parent firm’s god-awful column shifter, it suddenly satisfies the palm like a one-handed catch at leg slip. The C63 is not without its advantages, of course – most notably, the panoramic sunroof that comes as part of the £2595 Premium Pack. Why so? Because the carbonfibre roof on the M4 negates having one there, and a hole in the ceiling is useful when you want to hear what’s going on outside.

The fiddly photography done, we need to saunter slowly north and then dogleg west on the M4 motorway to latch onto the B-roads of Wales’ underpopulated interior. First up, the C63. The S gets essentially the same hand-assembled twinturbo 4.0-litre V8 as the standard model, meaning it’s a wet-sumped close relative of the GT’s engine – which makes its symphony of forged aluminium and zirconium alloy about as cutting edge as a  big-capacity petrol motor gets. Its latest output is prolific: 503bhp and 516lb ft of torque, which is more peak twist than even the GT S has.

This shows. The starter C63 (also 37lb ft back) is exceedingly keen. The S is something else. After a cough and a bark, it settles into a background pulse, simmering like a prison yard moments before a riot breaks out. Engage drive, though, and the creep is molasses. There’s a giant, bandy, supple leg somewhere in the multi-plate MCT that engages its clutches with the sympathy of Hoke Colburn, letting the C63 S sweep majestically forward on the crest of a rising sound wave.

The gentleness and Mariana Trench depth of this unhurried progress will be familiar to big-displacement fans – but its sheer from-idle tractability (clearly although not conspicuously aided by the blowers spinning up between the cylinder banks) is exemplary. In implied profundity, it is unchallenged by the M4. The Competition Pack delivers more outright power than the regular model, but its torque delivery is unchanged at 406lb ft.

Plainly, a 110lb ft deficit is noticeable, although BMW doesn’t help itself with a more fraught throttle response from its snappier pedal, and with less fuel in the cylinders to work with, the straight six is manifestly more dependent on its turbos hitting their stride. To label the 3.0-litre unit as languid would be ridiculous, given the energy with which it will eventually commit to turning its carbonfibre driveshaft. But against the background of the V8’s supreme flexibility, its performance is less appreciably three-dimensional – a characteristic that extends to the motorway, where neither its Efficiency mode nor its Sport setting succeeds in replicating the sonorous, smooth-shifting part-throttle thrust of the C63.

However, the M4’s forte is just as readily appreciable around the paucity of its engine note. In the cabin and running gear, the BMW is significantly quieter than the Mercedes. The C63’s shortfall in isolation we’ve identified before – and the S, on wider, lower-profile tyres, does not enhance the situation. It extends to the ride quality, which, although fine on the long-wave undulations of the M4 motorway, is frequently undone by the endlessly changeable, occasionally cliff-faced obstructions of rural Welsh roads.

Truthfully, its moderate brittleness would be easier to dismiss if it weren’t highlighted by the extraordinarily adept level of wheel control BMW has brought to the Competition Pack. Hardware changes, particularly in the damping, have lent the previously abrupt M4 a genuine deftness over broken asphalt. In Comfort mode, it lives up to the description marvellously, as does the steering, which has a lighter, crisper edge to it than the slightly muddy feel of the C63’s laziest setting.

All of this makes the BMW marginally more convenient to spend oodles of time in, even without the V8’s broader capacity for driver captivation. Better still is the chassis’s ability to absorb much more vigorous inputs within the same congenial bubble of refinement. As the roads get quicker, so does the M4, its colossal grip, wonderful balance and the assuredness of its lane placement popping up in the consciousness instantly and with unforced intuitiveness. The quality of the car’s  contact with the road is the predictable secret; ditto the weight of the controls used to keep it there.

The C63, concurrent with its less consistent dynamic, speeds up faster but without necessarily ensuring the same sure-fire level of confidence. This has less to do with putting its power down (something both cars do admirably well) and more to do with responsiveness, the larger, heavier AMG feeling marginally less swift to turn in and less adroit in its body control thereafter. The sensation of a slightly higher roll centre and the C63’s habit of being unsettled more easily than the M4 makes it sit atop the road rather than knee deep in it. At seven-tenths, on the ascent into our chosen valley, the Competition Pack’s shrewd enhancements leave just the right kind of impression.

By the time Luc Lacey breaks out the camera gear again, the weather has closed in. Where there ought to be green, there is now a lingering squall of battleship grey and sufficient water in the atmosphere to dampen the spirits of a whaleboat captain. Not the sort of conditions you’d necessarily choose for sampling inordinately powerful rear-drive coupés away from a skidpan, but his nibs, head to toe in Goretex, waves play on from the non-existent safety of a verge regardless.

Predictability and assertiveness are the standard requirements now, and as the preference for sure-footedness gives way to a more belligerent adjustment of cornering attitude, the innate playfulness of AMG’s chassis tuning pops up like laser sights on a water pistol.

For M division, the Competition Pack’s directive has apparently (and not unreasonably) come with the stipulation that it must be quicker around a track. As such, the active M differential, anti-roll bars and fatter tyres are evidently more committed to the task of keeping you straight, which is commendable and results-driven, but it does make traction loss that bit trickier to manage when it eventually occurs – especially when the spikiness of the engine’s delivery is taken into account.

In the C63 S, all concerns are immediately allayed by the knowing inclusiveness of its gargling, tyre-wrecking back end. The merest hint of a bung will have the electronically controlled diff (as opposed to the mechanical one on the standard C63) embracing a slide with the co-operative benevolence of a beanbag. Its control thereafter never seems in question, thanks to the speed and weight of the steering (suddenly clarified by the selection of Race mode) and the supremely linear response of the V8 at practically any revs.

It’s one-dimensional perhaps to claim victory for the AMG on account of this single-corner showing – but understanding its accessibility over the limit (something it will heartily prove even with the traction control positioned at its half-mast Sport setting) has the quintessential effect of enlivening the driver experience across the board. The M4, for all its new-found suppleness and usability, is ultimately hard-nosed by comparison, encouraging you to lean into its mammoth limit but disinclined to pay off with anything other than more speed without a circuit-based level of commitment.

Frankly, in a £60k-plus coupé that’s unlikely ever to see a track day, I prefer AMG’s concept of driver reward – particularly as it’s embellished at the opposite end of the scale with a soundtrack and stride pattern as expansive as the one belonging to the rakish V8 and a physical allure unmatched by anything not branded with a Jaguar or Porsche trademark. Neither attribute entirely erases the patchiness in between, and I’ll admit to savouring the Competition Pack’s roundedness on the long drive home. But it’s the irrepressible C63 S that’s now squirrelled away in the fun-time memory banks – and firmly atop our most-wanted list.

Mercedes-AMG C63 S Coupé

Rating 4.5/5; Price £68,080; 0-62mph 3.9sec; Top speed 155mph; Economy 32.8mpg (combined); CO2 emissions 200g/km; Kerb weight 1800kg; Engine layout V8, 3982cc, twin-turbo, petrol; Installation Front, longitudinal, RWD; Power 503bhp at 5500rpm; Torque 516lb ft at 1750rpm; Power to weight 279bhp per tonne; Specific output 126bhp per litre; Compression ratio 10.5:1; Gearbox 7-spd MCT automatic

 

BMW M4 Competition Pack

Rating 4.5/5; Price £62,560; 0-62mph 4.0sec; Top speed 155mph; Economy 34.0mpg (combined); CO2 emissions 194g/km; Kerb weight 1615; Engine layout 6 cyls in line, 2979cc, twin-turbo, petrol; Installation Front, longitudinal, RWD; Power 443bhp at 7000rpm; Torque 406lb ft at 1850pm; Power to weight 274bhp per tonne; Specific output 149bhp per litre; Compression ratio 10.2:1; Gearbox 7-spd dual-clutch automatic

 

Our Verdict

BMW M4

New name, new engine and two turbos and even a much needed facelift, the main question lingers - can the BMW M4 grab the initiative off of the Mercedes-AMG C 63 Coupé

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23 July 2016
Boy racers go to Wales...

23 July 2016
So your favourite memory of the old c63 is creating huge amounts of noise in it, repeatedly, in a built up area. This is quite disgraceful behaviour and you should feel ashamed. As this noise resonates far and wide how do you think the other residents felt? Do you really have no care whatsoever for them?
Fair enough to enjoy this on a deserted welsh mountain road, but in town you should be heavily fined.

23 July 2016
The m4 sounds as a pan...

Shame for BMW

23 July 2016
Life long BMW fan....but that C63 is really rather awesome. It would be the one I took...

23 July 2016
Man, that was tough to decipher clearly (bless Cackett), but from what I understand this is close match up, with the M4 overall the more capable handler, quicker round a track and with a better ride, but the C63 has the nicer sounding engine and maybe more fun at day to day speeds.

Am I anywhere near what was said?

23 July 2016
Overdrive wrote:

Man, that was tough to decipher clearly (bless Cackett), but from what I understand this is close match up, with the M4 overall the more capable handler, quicker round a track and with a better ride, but the C63 has the nicer sounding engine and maybe more fun at day to day speeds.

Am I anywhere near what was said?

Pompous twat.


23 July 2016
Winston Churchill wrote:
Overdrive wrote:

Man, that was tough to decipher clearly (bless Cackett), but from what I understand this is close match up, with the M4 overall the more capable handler, quicker round a track and with a better ride, but the C63 has the nicer sounding engine and maybe more fun at day to day speeds.

Am I anywhere near what was said?

Pompous twat.

Thank you for the compliment, though I'm not sure what prompted it. Then again it seems to be your only reason for existence on the comments section here.

24 July 2016
Winston Churchill wrote:
Overdrive wrote:

Man, that was tough to decipher clearly (bless Cackett), but from what I understand this is close match up, with the M4 overall the more capable handler, quicker round a track and with a better ride, but the C63 has the nicer sounding engine and maybe more fun at day to day speeds.

Am I anywhere near what was said?

Pompous twat.

After reaffirmation? Yes you are. Happy? Twat indeed.

24 July 2016
What strikes me about these two cars is how similar they look. It used to be the case that BMWs and Mercedes looked nothing like each other, but with these two, check out the overall proportions, the location, shape, angle of grilles, lights, vents, exhausts etc. It's like the same language in two dialects. I also find them both vulgar and overwrought in a way that scarcely ever applied to BMWs and Mercedes of the twentieth century. I wonder if this is just because I am an old fart or whether people in their 20s-40s agree.

24 July 2016
275not599 wrote:

What strikes me about these two cars is how similar they look. It used to be the case that BMWs and Mercedes looked nothing like each other, but with these two, check out the overall proportions, the location, shape, angle of grilles, lights, vents, exhausts etc. It's like the same language in two dialects. I also find them both vulgar and overwrought in a way that scarcely ever applied to BMWs and Mercedes of the twentieth century. I wonder if this is just because I am an old fart or whether people in their 20s-40s agree.

They do not look similar at all. MB is attractive, BMW is not.

No manual - no fun

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