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The 2009 Honda S2000 CR Is an Emotional Reminder of What Could’ve Been

Chris Rosales
Chris Rosales

It was 2005, and I was just eight years old. "Mr. Brightside" by The Killers was garbling through my mom’s speakers as we were out on another pacifying trip for my terminal car obsession. Dad was looking for a new Honda Pilot. All I had eyes for, though, was the Rio Yellow S2000 parked on the lot. I tugged at my mom’s hand, toy car in hand, and ushered her over to the bright yellow sports car. It was like nothing I’d ever seen before, except in the video games I’d play.

A salesman wearing a bright orange Hawaiian shirt and jorts bustled over to us and entertained my enthusiasm. He opened the door and let me climb around. I vividly remember him turning the key from the passenger seat (after letting me hold it for a second, noting that it said “S2000” on it), and I could not believe the gauge cluster. How, I wondered, is this so cool? The machine coming to life, evolving from its sleep, was what made it so cool to me. Then, the salesman offered to take us for a drive.

<em>Kate Gorbacheva</em>
Kate Gorbacheva

Almost 20 years later, I felt the same emotions when I settled into the American Honda Museum’s pristine 2009 S2000 CR. The way the liquid-crystal gauges swept to attention then settled, the shape and feel of the key, the absurdly mechanical action of the shifter. It all came rushing back and welled up in my chest. This was it: Me, a weekend, and Honda’s last attempt at a rear-drive sports car masterpiece.

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Single-Minded Devotion

Shigeru Uehara should be a name familiar to anybody who has spent a late night researching S2000s. His legend stands taller than any public profile he held, and any of his memoirs only exist in his native Japanese. Little is known about the man besides the fact that he was a brilliant suspension and handling engineer, a friend to late Formula 1 legend Ayrton Senna, and according to Car and Driver, his “final gift” to Honda (and probably mostly himself) after 36 years with the company was the lightened, stripped, and stiffened S2000 CR.

<em>Kate Gorbacheva</em>
Kate Gorbacheva

His gifts went much further than just the CR. Uehara led development on some of the most significant Honda sports cars of all time. When Honda decided it was time to build a Ferrari-beating supercar in 1985, Uehara was the person to answer the call, giving birth to the NSX. Shortly afterward, he turned his attention to the Integra Type R, deciding that seam-welding and lightening the chassis, as well as hand-porting the B18C1’s cylinder heads, were necessary to make the ultimate performance compact. Then, Uehara realized an idea he had since joining Honda in 1971: Reviving the S800, a car he and his late wife owned and enjoyed, for Honda’s 50th anniversary. That revival would become the S2000.

It was a car developed with single-minded devotion to the idea of a driver’s car. Without external influence, and developed in the distinctly insulated and engineering-focused Honda Way, the S2000 was built from the ground up like the NSX. Nerds will know the highlights: An X-shaped steel chassis ensured high rigidity out of its roadster body, dual wishbone suspension at all four corners with geometry tuned to never understeer, and a design derived from a Pininfarina-penned concept car—there's just a hint of F430 in the way the character line that cuts across the doors travels over both fenders and sits atop flat slabs of sheet metal.

<em>Kate Gorbacheva</em>
Kate Gorbacheva
<em>Chris Rosales</em>
Chris Rosales

But the true trump card of the S2000 was and always will be the engine and transmission. In its earliest AP1 form, the F20C revved to 9,000 rpm and made 240 horsepower out of 2.0 liters. By the time the CR happened, input from American customers had made Honda increase displacement to 2.2 liters, lowering the redline to "just" 8,000 rpm but increasing torque considerably. Honda also modified the rear suspension geometry (as the legend goes, to Uehara-san’s dismay), specifically kinematics around toe, to stop the infamously difficult S2000 from crashing into hedges.

Uehara called the S2000 concept “Real Open Sports.” He wanted a real sports car that also understood the joy of open-top motoring, but ultimately a car that would be a forever companion to its driver. S2000 enthusiasts debate over the ultimate expression of Uehara’s vision, whether it's the AP1, AP2, or CR, but there’s no doubt that the CR was his last and greatest attempt at completing the S2000.

Club Racer

<em>Kate Gorbacheva</em>
Kate Gorbacheva

CR stands for Club Racer. And it wasn’t a gimmick package either, but a thorough retuning and refining of the S2000’s original concept. New springs, dampers, and sway bars comprehensively increase the CR’s suspension stiffness. Air conditioning and the stereo were optional extras, though most folks did check those boxes. The power soft top was deleted in favor of a lightweight hardtop, and the cavity left behind is occupied by a brace that increases torsional rigidity by 18% and vertical rigidity (think of the car bending at the middle, a particularly weak point for ‘verts) by an absurd 94%.

Honda even went as far as speccing a new steering rack with a significantly quicker ratio (from 14.9:1 to 13.8:1), making the already perfect shifter shorter in height by precisely 12.6 mm, added an aero package to reduce lift by 70%, and lightened the car by 99 pounds (without A/C). More aggressive tires in-period helped the CR go much quicker than a standard S2000, though modern tire tech has brought the two much closer together. Still, the CR was no appearance package, but a significant reengineering of the S2000.

Real Open Sports

But it was never the numbers that built up the legend of the S2000. Part of it was certainly the people-from-a-land-far-away effect that Uehara had, but most of it is the intangible something that an S2000 has. That, and the throwback of having to listen to FM radio again while I trundled around in the CR.

It’s everything that time forgot. We all forgot that it’s OK to have squeaks and rattles over bumps. We all forgot it’s OK to feel the engine wriggle and vibrate around town. We all forgot it’s OK to have heavy, offensive, notchy shifters. Most of all, we all forgot that it’s OK to fucking feel something when we drive a sports car. We don’t need refinement, a good stereo, or even a roof. It’s simply about motoring and the sensation of operating a machine that was designed to make you feel.

The S2000 CR does the thing that the Porsche 911 GT3 Touring does now: Feel special at all speeds. The difference is that the S2000 was an everyman’s car in its time. There is no truly affordable car made today that vibrates, hisses, and overwhelms the senses like the S2000 does. For that, you’d have to brush with death in the $100,000 Lotus Emira, slide around in the $350,000 narcissist's machine that is the Lamborghini Huracán Tecnica, or experience the 9,000-rpm, valve-overlapping howl of a $200,000 911 GT3.

<em>Kate Gorbacheva</em>
Kate Gorbacheva

But there’s still a put-together excellence that the S2000 CR possesses that almost no other car does. Yes, the boring buzzwords like “input harmony” and “precision” are all there. There’s something more than just that, though. There’s charisma, a bit of extra passion in everything it does.

It’s in the things that aren’t readily perceived, like the motorcycle-low drivetrain inertia that makes the engine sing to every redline but also makes the moments between shifts special and commanding. It’s how the S2000 obviously handles well but can be driven several different ways to the same result. But it’s especially in how it vibrates and screams everything that it is doing, making no particular effort at hiding the inner workings of driving.

<em>Kate Gorbacheva</em>
Kate Gorbacheva

No Higher Power

Romance wafts from every crease, stitch, and pixel. It’s intoxicating, the thought of returning to the ‘90s when this car was new and exciting. Before the benefit of time, experience, and the internet added influence and comparison—when something could exist as a singular idea. It’s a car that left an imprint so strong that it’s one of the few memories from my single-digit years that vulcanized itself into my brain. And it’s a car that sidesteps the trope of being flawed but loveable. How could it be flawed if it was conceived to be exactly this?

<em>Chris Rosales</em>
Chris Rosales

It was so ahead that it’s still the benchmark by which sports cars live. It still sets competitive lap times at track events across the U.S., still has chassis balance and handling manners that are joyful yet precise, but it transcended by valuing experience over anything else. The S2000 CR doesn't feel old. If anything, it feels like the alternate timeline we could have had. In every shift, every kiss with the thrashing 8,000-rpm redline, every tiny mid-corner adjustment that it always accepted, more and more lament built up in me. An extraordinarily tiny number of cars achieve today what the S2000 did 24 years ago.

Sports cars need emotion. Real emotion, real vibrations, not pumped-in speaker sounds and fake shifts. More than power, more than speed, more than lateral grip. The world needs more S2000s. In the words of Uehara-san himself:

“Please take good care of your S2000, keep it by your side for long, and enjoy it from the bottom of your heart.”

<em>Kate Gorbacheva<br></em>
Kate Gorbacheva

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