The F-Pace SVR offers more visceral thrills than its rivals for less money

It’s not like there aren’t other V8-powered super sedans or performance SUVs out there, either. Porsche will still sell you a Cayenne with a twin-turbocharged V8, Aston Martin offers the AMG-powered DBX, and even a Range Rover can be had with a BMW V8. However, not only are each of those options exponentially more expensive than the F-Pace SVR, they simply don’t make you laugh as uncontrollably hard as the SVR does when you plant your right foot to the floor and pull back the paddle shifter, only to hear the inimitable whip-crack of the ZF 8-speed gearbox rushing the supercharged, 542-horsepower, 5.0-liter V8 to its absolute limit. For me, what makes the F-Pace SVR so irreplaceable is simply that–it feels unlike anything else out there. Sure, a Cayenne Turbo GT can accelerate so much harder that you’d think the F-Pace forgot to launch, and a DBX will surely turn more heads as you drive down your city’s main strip, but nothing can match the angsty, underdog charm that the F-Pace SVR so perfectly exudes.