On Friday we posed our first Question for the Weekend (aka QFTW) asking what new car that’s on sale now would you buy and keep for the next 30 years — or more? Putting our money where our big fat mouths are, we’re going to answer the question for you. Fist to act, Zach Bowman. If you agree with him, let him know. And if you disagree, doubly so. Enjoy!

A car to have and to hold till death do us part? I’m going to have to put aside my love of the Honda, shelve my FoMoCo predispositions and pick up the keys to the baddest Caddy of them all — the CTS-V. Why? Well, lots of reasons. Obviously, the 2009 CTS-V is fast. No, forget fast. It gets launched to light speed via a de-tuned version of the blown LS9 6.2-liter V8 found in the nose of the ZR1. The Caddy’s LSA makes 556 horsepower and near as much torque. With a little tweaking, you know you could get it up to the 638 pony mark the Blue Devil boasts. Still, with all the flavors of the automotive landscape on the tip of my tongue, why go for greasy, four-door American cheeseburger?

Because this car — and the Corvette its beating heart was plucked from — give me the thinnest, glimmering hope for domestic automakers. The CTS-V is the car I knew we could build. Faster, more powerful and cheaper than the competition — both Germans and Japanese — with the same filthy pushrod V8 grunt that triggers a primordial response deep down inside the cerebellum. It seats five, can lap Nurburgring at a blistering 7:59 bone stock and looks as at home commuting to and from work as it does bashing an M5’s teeth in at the local track. If I’m going to be stuck with a car for the rest of my dying days, I don’t want one that’s going to get me arrested every time I roll onto the throttle. Nor do I need one that’s going to get vandalized or stolen every time I park it downtown. I don’t want one without a roof or a heater. It needs to be comfortable enough to get my ass to Maine if need be, and because I’m archaic like that, it absolutely must be an honest-to-goodness manual. So my keeper’s gotta be the Caddy CTS-V.