This wonderful Aston Martin has brought a smile to my face every time I climbed inside. The sub-5-second 0-60, the wail of the 6 liter V12, the brakes capable of ripping your face off... when asked to be a true performance car, the DB7 is happy toaccommodate. That said, on a chilly evening with the convertible roof raised, the car is equally at home bringing my mother home from dinner with refinement and comfort. A true gentleman's Grand Touring car, on a recent drive from East Hampton to Ohio the Aston caused no inconvenience through the traffic of New York City, quietly whisked us across Pennsylvania, always ready and waiting to shift down once or twice to press us back in the seat with a raspy howl as we pass through a tunnel bored through one of the more intimidating peaks of theAllegheny Mountains. This is not just a piece of tinsel to turn heads at Cars and Coffee or valet at therestaurant- this is an honestlyusableand dependable car that is ready and willing to do anything that is asked of it, and do it well.