A WAR HAS RAGED FOR SIX DECADES ON AUSTRALIAN ROADS, EACH TRIBE WITH IT S SHARE OF GLORIOUS VIC TORIES AND BIT TER DEFEAT S. THIS YEAR, FORD HAS A NEW
WEAPON – AN AMERICAN ICON, NO LESS – IN THE BAT TLE FOR V8 DOMINATION. CAN THE MUSTANG INVADER DEFEAT AUS TRALIA’S OWN HOLDEN COMMODORE SS-V REDLINE?
OOKING back, I blame the photographer. After all, it was her idea to drive the Mustangs here. Her idea to “get a few shots of the cars with some school kids”. Her idea to create this scene of pubescent chaos, this tidal wave of pressing human flesh.
If I wasn’t so worried about the little terrors nicking the keys, I’d be impressed at how many of them there are. We’ve hijacked morning assembly at a college in Bathurst, deep inside Ford and Holden country, and news of our arrival spreads almost as quickly as pictures of the cars are uploaded to Facebook, so strong is the pulling power of the new Mustang As one sandy-haired kid gushes, his freckled face flushed with excitement, “It looks unreal!”
He’s right, it does. It might have a knack for looking awkward in photos, but Ford’s latest iteration on the Mustang theme looks phenomenal in the metal; modern and retro all at once, and proof that Ford’s designers have done a masterful job of interpreting the Mustang’s iconic cues without bloat or caricature.
It’s also instantly recognisable. Every one of these kids knows that this is a pair of Mustangs. They also seem to love them unconditionally. Well, at least until I reveal the silver car is powered by a four-cylinder engine. I doubt telling them it was laced with Ebola would have seen them back away any faster.
“But isn’t a Mustang meant to have a V8?” asks one perplexed teen. This isn’t the only time we’ll hear this question over the next two days.
Still, even with its ‘uncool’ 2.3-litre engine, the silver car is getting more attention than the third member of our trio. Alongside the angular aggression of the Mustangs, Holden’s bright red VF2 SS-V Redline looks, well, ordinary. In fact, it’s virtually invisible until I start the engine and prod the throttle. Now fitted with GM’s 304kW/570Nm 6.2-litre V8 – an engine previously
reserved for Corvettes and HSV products – the Redline bellows forth a raspy, sharp-edged exhaust note. It’s so loud it almost drowns out the collective cry of “siiiiick” from the enthralled kids.
It also brings out an army of teachers, so we quickly prise the students out of the seats, ignoring their cries of “C’mon, it’s a Mustang!”, and head for the twisting ribbons of tarmac that drape rural New South Wales.
I jump in the V8 Mustang and discover that driving it only adds to its sense of character and occasion. You sit low in comfortable, well-supported leather seats, there’s a satisfying V8 burble, and the view through the windscreen – in both models – is dominated by two wonderfully sharp bonnet bulges that draw your eyes down the road ahead.
Mustangs have always looked good and oozed character, but just like their country of origin, they also have an unfortunate reputation for being soft around the middle, especially when it comes to corners. This sixth-generation Mustang changes all that.
Built as a global car on an all-new platform – hence its arrival Down Under in factory right-hand drive 14 years after the fourth-generation's shortlived Tickford conversion program ended – the Mustang boasts a fully independent rear suspension for the first time. Every previous ’Stang has made do with leaf springs and a live rear axle. Aussie-spec cars also get a variation of the optional Performance Pack offered in the US, which brings stiffer springs, firmer dampers, thicker anti-roll bars and a limited-slip diff.
So this new Mustang should be just as capable on twisty roads as it is fat-arming down the main street and charging down the quarter-mile.
Which is why we’ve brought the SS-V Redline, our current affordable rear-drive V8 benchmark. On paper its fight with the Mustang GT is close. Both are under $60K, produce similar outputs and shuffle their grunt through six-speed automatics. They also ride on 19-inch wheel/tyre packages and, despite the Commodore’s extra doors, weigh within 56kg of each other.
The odd one out in this group is the Ecoboost Mustang. Not just because it has half the cylinders but because of its $45,990 price tag. Which begs the question: do you need to spend an extra $14K on the V8 Mustang GT, or is the Ecoboost the better buy?
If you’re talking about interiors, initial impressions suggest it could be the latter.
The GT and Ecoboost have identical cabins, and on face value the interior is a hit, delivering a sense of occasion to match the exterior thanks to retro-cool design. Look closer, though, and you begin to notice some annoying misses: the centre console is unchanged from left-hand-drive markets, so the handbrake is on the passenger side; the cupholders are precisely where your arm sits when shifting gears in manual variants; and there’s no digital speedo. Then there’s the mismatch of materials, which range from superb (real aluminium on the centre stack) to sub-par (hard,
One constant throughout our two days of testing is that the Mustangs look more expensive than they actually are. Most punters we quizzed thought our test cars cost “around $80 grand”, with one overexcited school kid gushing “it’s got to be about $150,000 hasn’t it?”.
It’s confirmation that Ford has nailed the ’Stang’s pricing.
And it’s not like Ford Australia has skimped on the spec sheet, either. Both of our Mustangs are completely stock, bar $500 worth of prestige paint on the Ecoboost, and have a vast list of standard equipment comprising: 19-inch blackpainted alloys, auto wipers and headlights, LED tail-lights, sat-nav, dual-zone climate control, eight-inch touchscreen with Ford’s SYNC2 system, reversing camera, parking sensors and a tyre-pressure monitoring system. The only difference in spec between the two Mustangs aside from the engines is the GT scores bigger Brembo brakes with whopping six-piston calipers up front and wider 275/40R19 spec rear rubber.
Just like it does for fit and finish, though, the Commodore trumps the Mustangs for interior equipment as it also gets as standard an eightway adjustable driver’s seat compared to Mustang’s six, a head-up display, lanedeparture warning and blindspot detection.
scratchy plastics on the door and centre console).
And don’t expect to ferry too many people around in that rear seat. Despite its 2720mm wheelbase, the Mustang is strictly a 2+2, not a fastback Falcon. Adults can fit, just, but even when they cram their legs behind the front seats, the steeply raked roofline means headroom is seriously compromised.
Even ignoring its obvious back-seat advantage, the Commodore’s interior trounces the Mustang. Sure its dash design lacks the flair of the Ford, but fit and finish are superior and the extra doors, roomy rear seat and vastly larger boot (495L versus 383L) make it a way more practical proposition.
There’s no denying the Ecoboost Mustang matches the GT for visual drama and interior style, but can its 2.3-litre four really go toe-to-toe with the beefier V8s?
The Ecoboost we have here is mated to a six-speed manual and it’s a terrifically eager drivetrain. Fed by a twin-scroll turbo, the four makes 233kW and a chubby 432Nm at 3000rpm. Most of that torque is available from 1720rpm, so there’s plenty of low-down shove. The gearbox is sweet, too, with positive shifts, a short gate and an intuitive clutch action.
Despite this promise, my first proper punt in the Ecoboost is mildly disappointing. It feels brisk rather than fast; the turbo four runs out of puff above 5500rpm, and the noise is not great. The sound itself is nice enough, in an unimaginative way, but it doesn’t change in tone or timbre as the revs rise. And it’s fake like cheap perfume – a result of a sound symposer that pipes engine noise through the audio speakers.
Wheels wingman Damion Smy sums it up perfectly: “The Ecoboost might leave you feeling disappointed in terms of noise and drama. It just doesn’t deliver.”
It’s a point rammed home by climbing back into the GT. With the road getting twistier, the GT provides a more authentic Mustang experience. There’s something deeply satisfying about driving a Mustang with a V8, and the GT’s 5.0-litre unit is a cracker. Linear, eager and muscular, the bent-eight feels as though all of its 306kW/530Nm are present and accounted for.
The heavier donk also seems better suited to the Mustang’s character; while its weightier nose isn’t as quick to turn in as the Ecoboost’s, it feels more planted and less fidgety through fast sweepers. The steering in both Mustangs is relatively quick (2.6 turns) and accurate, with three settings to choose from: Comfort, Normal and Sport. Normal provides the best feel/weight compromise for regular use, but lacks the heft of Sport when you really want to wring the Mustang’s neck.
While neither setting is the last word in feel, the tiller provides enough connection to get the most out of the cracking chassis. If previous Mustangs had an aversion to corners, this new one devours them. There’s minimal bodyroll and, while you’re aware of the ’Stang’s considerable size and 1747kg kerb weight, the chassis is beautifully balanced. Understeer and oversteer are well telegraphed and if you nail the entry speed and get on the throttle early, the rear axle squats beautifully and drives through the apex. It all feels nicely sporty and confidence-inspiring, but the Mustang’s real party trick is its adjustability. Come in too hot and you simply bleed off the throttle, brush the firm brake pedal and wait for the nose to tuck back in. It’s friendly, easy and, with the V8 punching hard above 4000rpm, fast.
Like the Ecoboost, the GT offers four drive modes via a toggle switch at the base of the centre console.
And while moving from Normal through Sport+ and to Race allows some slip, the chassis is so intuitive and oversteer so predictable that you’d prefer the electronic nanny didn’t intervene so soon.
Better news is that this focus on dynamics hasn’t resulted in a bone-crunching ride. Both Mustangs use fixed settings for the double ball-joint front suspension and sophisticated multi-link rear, and while the ride is undoubtedly firm, the deftness with which they manage bumps verges on European.
What can undermine the experience is the six-speed
ZF auto. Even with the transmission in Sport, the box is often a gear too high for these tight mountain roads, while full-throttle gearshifts deliver an unwelcome amount of drivetrain shudder.
And another thing: a 5.0-litre V8 should sound better than this. The GT’s V8 burble is there, and it’s by no means a bad noise. It’s just not loud enough. Especially compared to the Holden. If the Mustang trumps the Commodore for looks, then the Holden kicks the Mustang’s head in for sheer aural pleasure. Part of the secret to its thunderous sound is a new exhaust tip, which now has a hole drilled in its side to direct more noise through the boot floor. Flattening the Redline’s throttle results in an operatic howl that gets deeper and raspier as you approach the 6625rpm cut-out. Drive it hard through a valley and the Redline announces its approach from kilometres away.
The engine’s a cracker, too, and the combination of more grunt, shorter gearing and a wider rev range gives the Redline a sense of muscular eagerness lacking in its 260kW 6.0-litre predecessor.
The downside is that, while the Holden delivers the aural drama so sorely missed in the Ford, it doesn’t feel as natural to drive quickly. You sit much higher, on seats lacking the Ford’s lateral support, and the steering is lighter and less involving off-centre. There’s more bodyroll in the Commodore and the ride is busier; it skips and shudders across mid-corner bumps that the Mustang doesn’t even feel. Big bumps are absorbed nicely but smaller imperfections intrude, a negative not helped by the Redline’s slimmer rear sidewalls (35 aspect ratio against the Mustang’s 40).
Consequently, the Commodore can’t match the roadholding and confidence of V8 Mustang. Tip the SS-V into a corner and it takes a moment to rest on its outside wheel, which is a breath the Mustang doesn't need. Get the Redline settled, though, and it drives beautifully out of corners – the MY16 suspension changes providing a more polished ride/handling mix thanks to a longer antiroll bar and softer rear springs. Like the Mustang, the Redline telegraphs understeer and oversteer beautifully; push through the initial body movement and there’s a wonderful sense of fluidity to its handling.
The real surprise packet on these switchback roads is the Ecoboost. It might have only four cylinders, but it’s 81kg lighter than the GT and most of that is saved over the front axle. So in these conditions the Ecoboost is lighter on its feet, its nose points with more conviction and the steering feels more alive. There’s a greater sense of chassis balance and I find myself braking later and getting on the power earlier. There’s rear grip to burn, too, despite narrower rubber; 255/40R19s rears against the GT’s 275/40R19s.
While the Ecoboost’s 2.3-litre engine felt outmuscled earlier, a tight complex of second and third gear corners makes the most of its torquey bottom end and
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If you’re leaning towards buying an Ecoboost Mustang over the GT because of efficiency benefits, you may be disappointed. Our test saw the Ecoboost drink 12.7L/100km, well up on Ford’s official combined claim of 8.5L and not far off the V8 Mustang and SS-V’s test numbers of 15.8L and 15.9L respectively. The Ecoboost may widen the gap in everyday city driving, where it’s small turbo-four should drink less than the bigger-capacity V8s.
strong mid-range. Without the room for the GT and Redline to stretch their V8-powered legs, the Ecoboost is a match, but is not as much fun as the louder, meatier V8s. Still, the Ecoboost proves it’s a quick, involving and enjoyable performance car in its own right. It also seems an ideal platform for tuners (see breakout).
With the twisty stuff behind us, we pull into the tiny goldrush town of Sofala, and meet Ron. Tall and sporting a thick grey beard that’s in stark contrast to his thin and fragile gait, Ron drinks in our trio’s mix of shapes and colours before proudly declaring he’d just ordered a Mustang that very morning.
Turns out Ron is a diehard Ford man and, after a lifetime of Cortinas and Falcons, he ordered a white GT Fastback auto sight unseen from a dealer in Bathurst.
“I did think about the four-cylinder car, but my mates talked me into the V8,” he says. “They’re right, too. If you buy a Mustang, you’d regret not getting the V8.”
We quietly agree.
Ron also provides a reminder of just how popular this new Mustang is when he complains, “I’ve got to wait until February next year for the bloody thing to arrive!” Ford’s first shipment of 4000 Mustangs quickly sold out and now there’s a 12-month waiting list.
Still, there’s no hiding Ron’s excitement for his new pony car, and as he lowers himself gingerly into the driver’s seat it's an opportunity to reflect on what separates these three cars.
All things considered, a strict comparison is unfair, given their different door-counts and body styles. If this test is about finding the most usable and practical fast rear-driver, then the Commodore takes the gong. But it’s not. This test is about deciding which of this trio is the most exciting, which pulls at your heartstrings more and which, given the choice, you’d take on a Sunday morning drive. And on that score the Mustang wins.
It’s more involving and has a presence and muscle-car character lacking in the Holden.
The fact that the Commodore is at the end of its life, rides on a 10-year-old platform and is a generation older than the Mustang, yet is still this good, is testament to the people who created it.
The Commodore is a car made by Australians for Australians, and the VF2 SS-V Redline is the last of its breed, and undoubtedly the finest.
But as much as Australia’s Own feels like a wellsorted, sporty family car, the Mustang drives like a sports car. And of the two ’Stangs, it’s the GT’s V8 muscle and greater sense of occasion that leaves the strongest impression. It’s an intoxicating blend of rockstar looks and sorted dynamics that, after two days and hundreds of kilometres, I don’t want to give back.
This makes me think of Ron, sitting in his stained khaki clothes and cowboy hat back in the Sofala pub, waiting patiently for his white Mustang GT to arrive in 2017. He’s going to love it.