Background
While still in the employment of the BBC, and long before he drove tractors and herded sheeps, Jeremy ‘love-him-or-loathe-him’ Clarkson bestowed one of his very rare 5-star reviews upon the SL55 AMG when it first broke cover.
In fact, he liked it so much he bought one in 2002 as a replacement for his Ferrari 355.
At the time, people who hadn’t driven one were of the opinion that he’d gone a bit soft.
After all, SLs were big, heavy, ponderous things, usually driven by perma-tanned Monegasque boulevardiers, celebrity hairdressers, and women with big shoulder pads and tiny dogs.
No true petrol head would touch one with a barge pole.
This was pretty much accepted wisdom until the legendary performance whisperers at AMG’s Affalterbach skunk works went full mad professor on the R230 and re-wrote forever the public perception of what a Mercedes-Benz SL could be.
The heart of the beast was a hand-built, supercharged 5.4-litre V8 engine developing 476bhp and 512lb/ft of torque. It came with hydro-electric suspension (Active Body Control), which somehow pulled off the magic trick of making a heavy car nimble, agile, responsive, balanced and just utterly, bewilderingly, breathtakingly fabulous to drive.
The folding vario-roof endowed the car with coupe-like civility and rigidity when up, and true wind-in-the-hair convertible motoring when down.
Clarkson said that his SL55 AMG was the ‘Swiss army knife of cars’ because, at the press of a button, it could be a soft top, a hard top, an intercontinental GT cruiser or a full-on, fire-breathing sports car with the ability to embarrass quite a few supercars.
Can’t argue with any of that.








