Mini maximized

It's my considered opinion that the BMW Mini Cooper is the most successful car design of the past 20 years. What can touch it? Here's a car that puts a spearmint thrill through you every time you turn the key, a larking, capering, glass-and-steel nymph that nicks past other traffic like it's mired in molasses. On top of the giddy charge of merely wheeling the thing, you've got this utterly charismatic styling, a po-mo masterpiece, a rolling tribute to the iconic Mini (1959 to 2000) designed by Alec Issigonis and built by the British Motor Corp. That's Sir Alec to you, you peon.

If you think of cars in terms of expectation and fulfillment, the Mini Cooper is the perfect execution of the product brief: the Frenchie bulldog looks, the urbanity (easy to park, good gas mileage), the sophisticated interior, the elfish demeanor, the bumblebee performance.

And it's affordable. The most exotic Mini Cooper extant — a ferocious John Cooper Works edition convertible with every option, including a sound system such as Paddy Hopkirk never dreamed — is under $40,000. The cheapest is about $19,000 and is still more fun than a barrel of strippers.

The Mini is diamond-laced Champagne, a piano-playing Shetland pony, sex on the wing of an airplane. If a Mini Cooper doesn't make you smile, you're dead.

Now they've gone and made it bigger. This could be problematic. Just about everything lovable about the Mini is leveraged on its diminutive size and fruit-fly weight. The new Clubman S (at 2,712 pounds) weighs 142 pounds more than the standard Cooper S and measures 155.8 inches, up a half-foot, over a wheelbase stretched 3.1 inches. The object is to expand the Mini brand, to make the car more accessible to people who might have wanted one but couldn't wedge their fat-soft lifestyles into the regular car.

More room all around

And so, the club door on the right side that opens suicide style, a la the Honda Element. With it open, it's effortless to enter the back seats, whereas in the regular car, getting in the back seat requires a flying leap and a handful of Crisco. Once you're there, you'll find BMW designers have added a couple of inches of legroom.

Meanwhile, the Clubman's added longitude makes more room in the rear cargo hold, now a friendly and usable 9.2 cubic feet. Drop the rear seat backs and the car can hold 33 cubic feet. The packaging of this car is brilliant.

The other design flourish of the new Clubman (which was also the name of an extended-wheelbase model in the old BMC Mini series) is the rear barn doors. Hinged on the outside, with openings for the fixed tail lamps, these doors swing open 180 degrees to make loading easier. Propped open with gas struts, and each having its own tiny windshield wiper and chrome handle, these doors are very cool.

So, is the Mini Clubman still adorable, or does it look like Hello Kitty with a glandular problem? The original was such a singular thing, a 300 game, a no-hitter. How can you change it without lousing things up?

And yet behold a bigger, better Mini.

Just as much fun

To begin with, the added weight is negligible when pitted against an engine with the soul and lower organs this one has. The 1.6-liter, direct-injection, turbo four-cylinder just spews torque anywhere from about 3,000 rpm to 6,500 rpm. Free-revving, linear and endlessly willing, the little motor feels like it's got more ponies in harness than the stat box says (172 horsepower at 5,500 rpm and 177 pound-feet of torque from 1,600 rpm). The base Cooper has a naturally aspirated version of the same engine, good for 120 horsepower and 118 pound-feet of torque. Both models get the slick six-speed manual transmission; an automatic is optional.

By the stopwatch, the Clubman is a few tenths slower than the regular Cooper S, but the difference is imperceptible, what with all the hooting and grinning going on. The car feels every ounce as lively, as tossable and exuberant as the regular car. Between 60 and 90 mph (sorry, state of California), the Clubman pulls like a reindeer. Perhaps the only dynamic difference is that the longer wheelbase makes the car a little less choppy. The electric steering is well-weighted and taut; the oversized brakes are superb.

No car on the market provides as much fun per gallon of (premium) gas. The EPA numbers are 34 miles per gallon highway, 26 city and 29 combined.

If you were a car designer, you would not want the job of making the Mini bigger, any more than you'd want to add arms to the Venus de Milo. Still, against considerable odds, the Mini guys have made a great car larger, and greater still.