Cadillac CTS-V Wagon | More fun than a barrel of rabid monkeys
The Cadillac CTS-V Wagon is not a Country Squire. From the outside it is pure, seething evil. Its stance is aggressive, almost sinister. It’s matte black wheels look like they were forged out of pure coal.
On the inside, it was a different story; a story full of contradictions. The dash was elegant with chrome trimmed instrument clusters and glossy, piano black paneling. However, the Recaro race seats were stiff and rigid but offered fantastic support, especially when surpassing 1+ horizontal Gs (which the displayed in your instrument panel—for your convenience). I thought Cadillac made luxury cars and I was getting the suspicion that this was something else.
This was confirmed once I discovered two very important buttons: Sport Mode, to stiffen the suspension via electro-magnets, and Traction Control off, which does exactly what you think it does; unleashes the power of a 556bhp supercharged V8 directly to the rear-wheels with reckless abandonment. I was correct, this was not a luxury car, this is a pissed-off, fire-breathing wagon.
