Five Faults With The AWD Jaguar F-Type, And Why You Shouldn’t Care

Why haven’t more followed the path set forth by Jaguar with its raucousF-Type? It’s a question I often ask myself: Make a sports car beautiful, and make it produce a noise that even aftermarket massaging can’t replicate. Who cares about handling? People will still love it.
It’s a simple concept proved by Jaguar, launching the F-Type to near-legendary status before it had even hit dealerships. And then came the coupe as an alternate to the convertible: Same philosophy, but even prettier.
However.
I’ve just spent a week with the monster that is the 2016 F-Type R Coupe. It boasts 550 horsepower from its 5.0-liter supercharged V-8 and hits 60 mph in a spleen-splitting 3.9 seconds. And while that’s all lovely, there is a problem.
See, the F-Type was always rear-wheel-drive. Now if you want a V8 F-Type —which you do — you’re car will arrive as standard with all-wheel-drive. This is not a good thing. And there are other faults as well:
The brake pedal sits stupidly close to the throttle pedal: I don’t always brake with my left foot, but when I do I expect my feet not to be conjoined like Siamese twins. The pedals are so close together, in fact, that your shoes will rub and then catch each other, meaning you have to consciously place each foot on the opposite side of the pedals. And then there’s the AWD issue.
The sense of speed is now muted: The beauty with the old V-8 was you’d mash the gas at low speed and the rear tires would light up in a symphony of destructive turmoil, like an intoxicated opera singer gargling five-inch nails while swinging for the overzealous conductor and his Don Rickles-like combover. It was magnificent, and yet with the arrival of AWD, that drama has gone. There’s no sense of occasion to the way the V-8 explodes off the line. It just goes, effortlessly, quickly, without fuss. It feels slower than before, when in fact the opposite is true. And then you get to a corner.
Turn the wheel and…ARGH DRIFTING: The F-Type was never engineered to take on the Porsche 911 at its own game — and it never has — but boy does it now struggle when the road gets bendy. It’s as if the engineers anticipated that AWD would create an abundance of understeer and compensated by utilizing rear tires made out of Pennzoil. You turn into a corner at a reasonable speed and instantly the back swings around. This rotation derives from brake-based torque vectoring, meaning if you carry the brake into a turn — as one often does when driving swiftly — the brake will be applied to the inside front wheel to help the car rotate. Only it’s far too aggressive. To the point where I genuinely felt uncomfortable pushing the thing hard; it’s not a happy drift, either, because you don’t initiate it yourself and it’s difficult to predict when and where it will arrive. And to make matters worse, you then get lost.
Terrible navigation: I was driving down a major road that has existed for more than five years. In the F-Type, this interstate was nowhere to be found. I mean, I was on it, and then it simply vanished. It didn’t reappear for about 60 miles, by which time I’d screwed data limits and simply used my phone. And this car doesn’t come cheap.
How much? The car I drove stickered for $128,695. Granted, 12 of those thousand dollars arrived in the form of carbon ceramic brakes — which is pointless unless you’re headed to a racetrack, where you will most likely crash and spend even more money in repairs. But you now cannot buy a V8 F-Type for less than $106,600. During our Yahoo Autos Car of the Year testing a couple of years back we drove a convertible (more expensive) with a wealth of options for a tick over $100,000, and in theory you could have bought one back then for somewhere within the $80,000 range.
And yet I don’t care about any of this.
It has its faults, sure. But it looks more beautiful than just about anything else on the road. People will stop you... and then just stare; you’ll receive more thumbs up from dudes than you’ll care to admit. And yet it doesn’t feel ostentatious. And despite the navigation’s woes, the interior is exquisite, with vents that rise from out of the dashboard like an alien submarine and a steering wheel that feels just right in your hands. Alcantara lines the cabin, along with carbon fiber and a glass roof (in the coupe) that delivers an airiness untypical with a two-seater sports car.
And then there’s that noise.
Press the start button and you will instantly smile, no matter how bad your day has been. The roar remains unrelenting, and when you lift off the throttle it pops and bangs like machine gun fire for a solid three seconds. People actually jump when they hear it. And you purposely initiate the mayhem every time you see someone, because how can you not? The V8 F-Type is, genuinely, the most engaging car on the market below 30 mph.
Money no object, I would buy a V8 F-Type — AWD and all. Yes, it has been muted somewhat, and unless you live in a truly dreadful climate (in which you likely won’t be sporting your F-Type during winter months anyway) I really don’t see the point. The offset for 2016 is that you can now option the car with a manual transmission — something I have yet to try. More than anything, though, the F-Type proves that automakers perhaps spend too much time attempting to make their sports cars handle better with more poise and more refinement.
While what they should be doing is building a giant hammer. A rear-wheel-drive, hammer. 

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