Ditto on all the praise for the Aston Martin DB9 convertible's interior, which is absolutely stunning. I note the luscious brown leather, the exquisitely crafted, leather-lined cavity in the center console that seems to have been custom-designed to accommodate an iPhone or BlackBerry, and the relative absence of plastics. Unlike others, I found the round shift buttons at the top of the center console to be rather endearing. If not for idiosyncrasies like these, what's the point of Aston Martin's existence, other than for its cars to look pretty?
And, boy, do they look pretty.
The powertrain is less impressive. It doesn't sound great, and there is little of the snarling, visceral character that one gets in a Lamborghini or a Ferrari. I know, I know, an Aston Martin is supposed to be elegant and understated, but I'd like a bit more vocalness from the V-12. Ride comfort and structural integrity are impressive, though.
All in all, though, the Aston DB9 is a splendid automobile and one that any person of discernment could be proud to own, especially if they've already done the German/Italian exotic-car thing.
Joe DeMatio, Executive Editor