The penultimate word at the end of the car’s name says it all: final. The Mercedes-AMG S65 Final Edition marks the last time a V12 engine will be found beneath the hood of an AMG-branded Mercedes; it’s the last time the Affalterbach craftsmen who proudly and famously take personal ownership over the assembly of every true AMG engine will bolt together a 12-cylinder masterpiece. It’s the end of a long, proud tradition of V12-powered AMGs that stretches back decades, and has resulted in some of the most noteworthy cars in the company’s history.
Granted, the V12 isn’t being killed off just yet. The new S-Class that’s set to debut in September will still offer a 12-cylinder powerplant โ but it’ll only be available in the Maybach version. The future top dog of the AMG S-Class lineup will almost certainly be a twin-turbo V8 hybrid, going by a name like S73 or S63e and packing even more horsepower and torque (alongside better fuel economy, should anyone care).
Still, there’s more to a V12 AMG than just raw power โ which is why some of Mercedes’s most loyal customers have insisted on nothing less for years. Those buyers, presumably, will find a way to move on. But the S65 Final Edition serves as a damn fine memento to remember their beloved engine by.
The S65 proves there’s nothing like a V12
12-cylinder engines are increasingly rare things these days. Environmental regulations march on, making giant, inefficient motors look less and less appealing by the year; at the same time, modern technology means carmakers can squeeze more and more power out of smaller, lighter engines than ever before โ which also makes giant, inefficient motors look less and less appealing. AMG’s current 4.0-liter twin-turbo V8 may be two-thirds the size of this V12, but it can crank out more horsepower than the S65’s twin-turbo 12 โand the future hybrid version is sure to beat it on power and torque alike.
Still, while AMG’s V8s roar like thunder and propel cars around like air hockey pucks, they can’t match the character of a V12. There’s a smoothness, an effortlessness, an omnipotence to such a giant engine that’s unlike any other type of internal-combustion motor.
Floor the throttle in the S65, and it’s less like being fired out of a cannon and more like being launched on a rocket: a growing pressure forcing you back into your seat that never seems to stop increasing. Rear-wheel-drive means the car is traction-limited in a way the AWD S63 isn’t, so off the line, it’s not quite as quick as its less potent sibling; you either have to let the traction control dole out power as best it can through the first couple gears, or let the 738 lb-ft of torque turn the tires to smoke.