I’ve been around a few supersports cars and have driven over 200 mph three or four times. But those were breathless, grit-your-teeth experiments that lasted only a second or two. Road cars start to get real antsy at such speeds (the higher ground clearance means more under-car aero lift). You have an incident at those speeds and they come pick you up with tweezers.
This—going over 200 mph for more than a minute, safely, calmly and without fear of prosecution, or tire delamination, or even the discomfort of a chilly bum, just tooting along in Heaven’s Left Lane with the top down—now this, I’ve never done. Saliva leaked from the corners of my smile.
Say it with me now: 1,200 horsepower; 1,106 pound-feet of torque; 4,400 pounds; zero to 60 mph in 2.5 seconds; a top speed of 267 mph. It’s the fastest, most expensive, most powerful series-production road car ever built and, believe me, if the VW guys wanted to turn up the wick, we could see a 300-mph Veyron. That sound was your mind being blown.
But enough with the talk.