Someone cleverer than I am will be able to explain why placing the steering wheel and the driver’s seat in the centre of a car’s cabin makes it feel so special. Why it tugs at the emotional connection between man and machine so much more than it really should. I can only really speculate, but...
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Exclusive: Chris Harris drives the McLaren Speedtail (2020)
"The Speedtail has a claimed top speed of 250mph. Having driven a Chiron and felt the way the McLaren pulls north of two hundred, I can only say that claim seems very conservative. Until now, the real speed kings – the Bugattis and Koenigseggs and Hennessey Venoms – have bullied their way into the serious 200s through brute motive force, but this car slips through the air with the type of disconcerting lack of drag I haven’t experienced since a Jaguar D-type scared the s**t out of me at Le Mans.
It smashes through 100mph in what must be around six seconds, but only when you’re into fourth does the thing feel like it belongs to a speed category that makes the Ferrari 812 feel about as accelerative as a Fiat 500. It’s absolutely savage – the temptation to stare at the rabid number changes on the speedometer is easily overcome by the need to look ahead, because it does wander a little bit as you approach 200. Nothing worrying, just a little looseness that would probably have Bugatti engineers yelling at each other and consulting laptops.
And it just keeps going, the combination of vast power pushing something so light and so slippery is utterly compelling. Perhaps the most intriguing and telling part of its behaviour is that when you do lift somewhere north of 220, the car doesn’t slow down much at all. In a Chiron, the same driver input feels like you’ve smashed the brakes, such is the drag from its bodywork and wide tyres and the sheer friction and inertia of is vast all-wheel-drive chassis. The waif-like, rear-driven Speedtail glides with a serenity that makes you wonder if it might actually hit 200mph with just 300bhp.
I didn’t push beyond 225 because this car is one of those weathered and abused prototypes carmakers use to perfect the real thing. And the runway ran out. But the main question it left in my head was why McLaren hadn’t aimed for the higher top speed the car could so obviously achieve. And then I recalled some of the crazy engineering solutions the man from Bugatti told me were needed north of 260. Not only did Woking’s decision seem entirely wise, the subject didn’t seem to matter anymore. Two-fifty is plenty for me. It’s probably plenty for you – and the lucky 106 who will end up owning one of these."
Adapted.
Not forgotten. Still an incredibly sweet hypercar. And more importantly a McLaren!