By putting such distance between it and the DB9 in price and name alike, while mentioning it in the same breath as its Le Mans class-winning DBR9 racers, Aston Martin has made promises about the DBS that it has difficulty honouring at times.
However, none of this makes it a bad car or even, once you’ve figured it out, a disappointing one.
The DBS is, if you like, the optimal DB9, a touring car that’s been honed to have a sharper edge but whose natural environment remains the open road, not the mountain pass. It won’t thank you for an hour’s abuse on a race track; nor will it be comfortable with being hurled down a narrow B-road.
It will, however, prove a faithful, charming companion on a fast cruise over long distances, bring bags of V12 character, an extravagant cabin and ride quality that is right up there with anything north of £100k.
In truth, calling this car the DB9S and charging £30,000 less for it would have reflected its positioning and abilities with much greater accuracy and resulted in a more positive outcome from this test. Even so, with time and miles it soon becomes clear that it is, in fact, Aston’s greatest GT to date.