Renault 5 Turbo: The first ever mid-engined hot hatch, and brutally fast too
The later front-engine front-drive Renault 5 GT Turbo was a Max Power favourite, but the original mid-engined rear-drive R5 Turbo of 1980 was the boss, winning outright in the 1981 Monte Carlo Rally. Without those quite excellent side scoops the engine would overheat and explode - they cool the urgent little 1.4 turbo, which produced 140bhp in standard form and anything up to 350bhp in the Maxi.
Renault revisited the mid-engined theme with the Clio V6 in 2001, and although that thing tended to oversteer like a ******* on throttle lift-off, it was tame compared with the 5 Turbo. Think early 911 and then some...
Lamborghini Gallardo Superleggera: ridiculously expensive, fearsomely loud and way more orange than any car ever needs to be
This is a silly car. It's EasyJet orange, it has a deeply stupid four-point racing harness when inertia-reel seat belts would have done, and its boot is so small that a small boot is just about the only thing that will fit into it. It's only two-10ths of a second faster to 62mph than the 'standard' Gallardo, but costs around £26,000 more.
For which Lamborghini has removed some stuff in return for an extra 9bhp. Wow, knock yourselves out, guys. At £2,888 per brake horsepower, this is a fiscal sleight-of-hand Gordon Brown himself would be proud of.
The Superleggera weighs 1,330kg, 100 less than the existing car, and sound-deadening material has been stripped out in the hunt for lighter weight. It should be noisy as hell in here, but it's perfectly tolerable. The cabin is trimmed in tactile Alcantara instead of leather, and there's carbon fibre on the doors, dashboard and transmission tunnel.
Even the interior-door grab handles have been replaced with slimline Alcantara straps, with little carbon-fibre inserts to offset wear and tear. There's no radio, and a CD/satnav combo is an option.
This is one of those cars that warps time as it accelerates, but it feels closer in spirit to a Caterham R500 than, say, a Murciélago. Its performance is massively urgent, rather than massively muscular. A power-to-weight ratio of 392bhp per tonne puts it within shouting distance of the real lightweight heavyweights, if you know what I mean, and well clear of direct rivals like the 911 GT3 RS (302bhp per tonne) and Ferrari Challenge Stradale (though the upcoming 430CS should match it).
Porsche 911 GT3
For 40 years, Porsche engineers have honed and improved the 911. Yes, they could have moved the engine to the front decades ago, but where would the challenge be?
Thanks to their fetish for sticking with a plan and honing and improving it, what they've ended up with is one of the most accomplished and characterful cars ever.
It may have started out as not much more than a sporty VW Beetle in 1964, but it has evolved - just as we evolved opposable thumbs to be able to peel bananas and build Porsches.
And now this, the new 911 GT3 RS, is the most complete and exciting supercar on Earth.
Standstill to 62mph takes 4.2 seconds, and you're doing 100mph in 10 seconds dead - all thanks to the RS's 415bhp 3.6-litre flat six.
But figures are just figures, numbers on a page. It's the way the engine does its job that blows me away. You can potter off down to the shops and it never bites.
But for God's sake, don't go shopping in it. Just because you can, doesn't always mean you should. Please, please beat this car mercilessly until you think it can take no more. It revs with a furious, charging energy - it thrives and revs, and it never, ever feels anything other than urgent when you push it on.
As the last flat-six 911 GT3 RS, the car you're looking at is probably a classic already.
Aston N24: Normally an advocate of cars that waft and high-quality leather seating? You could be swayed by a hard-riding, stripped-out racing Aston N24.
The car has been designed for track-day enthusiasts and for endurance racing at the 'Ring, but will also be eligible for the GT4 racing series, where it will be up against 911s and lightweight Lambos.
With a little fettling, the N24 can be made road-legal under single-vehicle-type approval rules, but more of that in a minute. It costs £78,720+VAT, but as proper teams run as a business and will be able to reclaim the tax, Aston is able to boast that its stripped-out V8 actually costs less than the fully kitted road version.
Body-wise, the N24 is the same as a normal V8 save for the different sill panel and the gappier grille, which a candid Aston man says is made by removing some of the slats from the normal grille.
Power is raised from 380 to 410bhp, through secondary air injection, freer-breathing catalysts and the abandonment of important ancillaries, such as the aircon compressor. Although the suspension is the same, new squidgy bits lower the car and stiffen it up.
The din, of course, is tremendous. The fat tyres tramline at low speeds, the roll cage interferes with three-quarter vision, and the ride is, as I suspected, on the lumpy side. But once the Aston is on a roll, it becomes tremendously of-a-piece and jolly good fun. It's a great way to remind yourself what's really going on when you drive. Deceptive, too: I expected it to feel as though it was going faster than it actually was. Turns out the opposite is true.
Porsche 964 RS: Only for the seriously hardcore
Some sort of spiritual descendent of the legendary 2.7 Carrera (No. 48), the 964 RS has found its own place in the burgeoning catalogue of Porsche performance specials, this time as an uncompromising track day tool. With thinner glass, lighter body panels, uprated suspension and more power, this was a purchase few people made lightly. All that bespoke stuff ensures that running costs remain terrifying to this day, but you'll still get done by at least one every time you lap the Nürburgring.
Porsche Cayman S: Not 911-quick, but brilliant all the same
Imagine a world without the 911. One without all that heritage, and where no one had ever convinced themselves that bolting an engine into the tail-end of a sports car was a fine idea. Given free rein, Porsche's engineers would certainly have come up with this instead, the Cayman S.
The flat-six is mid-mounted, for ideal weight distribution and sweet handling responses. Few cars feel so keyed in as this one, with great steering feedback, perfect brakes and a stirring engine. And only the existence of the 911 prevents it having more than 295bhp.
Porsche 356 Carrera
One of the few pre-911 Porsches with the grunt to take on Jags and Ferraris of the Fifties, with a complex dry sumped, air-cooled, four-cam, flat-four lump revving away noisily out back.
Porsche 924 Carrera GT:
One 924 you won't see propped up on bricks in a council estate. Turbo power, 911 wheels and bespoke bodywork make for a rare and discerning choice.
Porsche 928 GTS
OK, this one's become a bit of an embarrassment with time, but it'll have its moment again. The GTS was the daddy, with 345bhp from a 5.4-litre V8.
Porsche 911 2.7 RS: Still the one to have for the purist
Among the Porsche cognoscenti there is but one 911 that remains a sacred cow, that no one has a bad word to say about lest they end up in a shallow grave, the imprint of a driving boot on their bloodless face. The 2.7 RS appeared in both Touring and Lightweight form, the latter weighing under 1,000kg and yet developing well over 200bhp. In mega demand these days and oft faked, sorted examples make six figures with ease.
Porsche 968 Club Sport: Front-powered and stripped to the max
If Porsches should be all about driving rather than city-boy strutting, one of the finest actually doesn't have its engine parked up the rear. This is the stripped-bare early Nineties 968 CS, with skimpy front bucket seats, rigid suspension and fat 911 Cup alloys. The UK-only Sport was much the same, but stuck the rear seats back in. Most will be shagged by now.
Porsche 959: Born to rally, demonic on the road and 20 years ahead of its time
Climb into a 959 and confusion could set in that you'd entered a mid-Eighties 911 instead. Focus on the plain dash though, and you'll see a speedo that reads beyond 200mph and a switch to electronically adjust damper settings. This is the real deal, the most sophisticated supercar of its time, with twin sequential turbos, four-wheel drive that can split 80 per cent of torque to the rear, and insane speed: try 0-60 in 3.7 seconds.
Porsche 914/6: Like a 911, with less merchant banker appeal
Tiny, mid-engined and just Seventies enough, the Porsche 914 has matured into a proper style icon. But only this one, the 914/6, has the true fast car credentials to match. Ditching the regular 914's meek VW lump, the 914/6 gets a flat-six from the contemporary 911T. All the go, with less of the whirling dervish handling.
Porsche 911 GT1: 0-60 in 3.5 seconds? Yeah, that'll do
Every so often motorsport gives birth to a truly great road car; and, on occasion, a truly ridiculous one too. Such is the 911 GT1, sired as a homologation special (Porsche scored a first and second at Le Mans with the GT1 in 1998) and barely tamed to make it road-worthy. Memorably, even this street version liked to billow smoke and flames from its exhausts.
Ferrari 599 GTB Fiorano: Accessible but brilliant supercar
It's not the 620bhp here that makes the 599 number 43. Neither is it the fact the V12 engine is the same one that appears in the Ferrari Enzo. No, what guarantees the 599 a place in the quick list is that its pace is so useable. An Enzo might inch ahead over an open road, yet you'll be a lot more comfy in the 599. Does that make it compromised, not focused on speed? No way; 205mph isn't intense enough for you?
Ferrari Dino 246GT: The centre of attention...
In the grand scheme of fast cars, and especially within Famiglia Ferrari, the Dino isn't significantly quick. But without it, very few Ferraris would be what they are, for what you see here was the start of something radical and ingenious that would redirect sports car design forever. The low, sleek, lithe Dino went mid-engined, bringing with it a whole new world of handling, grip and looks. And, good God, what looks they were.
Ferrari 288 GTO: Acceptable in the Eighties, ready for a comeback now
The 288 GTO is one of those cars that has passed the indifferent sports-car enthusiast by, looking like an extreme incarnation of any out-of-favour, mid-engined Ferrari of the early Eighties. But this is the spiritual predecessor of the F40, a homologation special with a 190mph top speed from its race-bred 2.8-litre V8.
Ferrari Daytona
Dan Gurney drove a Daytona from New York to Los Angeles in just over 35 hours back in the early Seventies. He reached 170mph on some sections of the route. Fast? We think so.
Ferrari F50
Not only do you sit on extremely thinly padded seats in the F50, strapped in just ahead of the V12, but you can also travel alfresco, just to make it feel even quicker.
Ferrari F430
The first Ferrari to get the Manettino switch on the steering wheel, now anyone could appear an expert with its gradual slide mode. OK, given the space and the 'nads.
Ferrari FXX: Schumacher requested one for a retirement present. Enough said
Surely the FXX is just a dolled-up Enzo? A car that you can't drive on the road doesn't deserve a place here? We beg to differ. After all, the 29 FXX owners are getting to develop the next Ferrari hypercar, along with Michael Schumacher. Even in the rarefied world of Ferrari, the FXX guys are special - the hallowed turf of one of the fastest manufacturers on earth is their playground. And with 800bhp-plus, what a toy.
Ferrari 250 LM: Well done and extremely rare
People always bang on about the 250 GTO, and tired old rockers buy them as dead cert investments, but for us the ultimate evolution of the 250 series ranks as the LM, a mid-engined, road-going race car designed for sale to privateer teams. They only made 32 though, and plenty of those will have been stuffed in the Sixties, so happy hunting. And start saving.
Ferrari Challenge Stradale: Lighter, faster, much stripier
You shouldn't really put stripes on a car unless you can back it up. Good job the 360-based Challenge Stradale has got plenty of poke then. But this car is more about what it hasn't got, because Ferrari threw out a lot of luxuries to keep the weight down, so it's 110kg lighter than the regular 360; Ferrari also upped the power by 25bhp. Less can mean more. |
Ferrari P4/5:The one and only - and even if you've got £2.5 million to blow, you can't have it. There can be only one, but maybe that gives it more cred. A bespoke production by great Ferrari coachbuilder Pininfarina, running on a 660bhp, 220mph Enzo chassis, it was made for a rich American car collector as a one-off. The cost? About £2.5 million. And now it's priceless. And he let us drive it. And that means he's a good chap, ta.
Peugeot 207 GTi:
Does the 207 deserve to sit alongside the 106s, 205s, Rallyes and the rest in Peugeot's pantheon of hot hatches?
It's certainly a refined little car: easy to drive yet also reassuring on bad roads. Compared to other small hot hatches - we're looking at you, Corsa VXR - it doesn't feel especially quick as the engine delivers the power as urbanely as a servile butler.
It's also softer than many hot superminis, but on a lumpy road this pays off. The Pug's suspension swallows bumps better and finds more traction out of slow bends, while the chassis feels sophisticated and agile throughout.
But the 207 is just a fraction short on the fun factor. Unlike Peugeot hot hatches of old, it just feels too grown-up.
Vauxhall Corsa VXR:
It might be the most over-branded car since last year's limited edition Mini GP, but you can't deny that the Corsa VXR is striking. The VXR lettering is everywhere. The sheet metal is standard Corsa, so it still looks a bit tall and narrow, but the front bumper and body kit muscle it out and the rear diffuser is claimed to genuinely help cancel lift.
Inside it's just as frantic, with body-grappling Recaro buckets and chromed-up steering wheel. The interior's not the only thing that's frantic. The VXR's engine comes in with a mid-range bang then careers off to the redline with a lot of noise, a hint of coarseness and a heady tingle of excitement.
The result? The whizz-bang gratification of a BTCC race. No, it's not subtle, but it's a hell of a lot of fun.
Mini Cooper S:
Look at the thing: an insult to authenticity. All its vents are blanks and the bonnet vent goes nowhere; it fed the intercooler on the last-gen supercharged engine but the turbo's is elsewhere.
But forget the tricksy falseness and you've got a car that forges a powerful bond with its driver. BMW always insisted the Mini got a low-slung driving position - its steering wheel and pedals are absolutely straight ahead. The steering is talkative and confidence-boosting, so it's easy to have the Mini scuttling through corners right on its limit.
Sure, it's a bit short on traction and it's got laughably tiny rear seats, but judged on what matters in a hot hatch - the hotness - the Mini is near-perfect.
Renault Clio 197
An astonishing well-developed car. There's a purity to the 197's handling, a perfectly-measured and quick-witted reaction to any input, that's an absolute thing of wonder.
The two-litre naturally-aspirated engine isn't bad, either. Around the middle revs the noise is complex, harmonious and resonating with intent. Right at the top end it gets a mite hoarse, but you won't mind because by this stage there's a wild hunger to its accelerative force and tack-sharp responsiveness that lets you exploit the handling all the more.
Yes, there's a deficit of mid-range torque and the steering lacks a bit of feel, but the Clio 197 has a purity of intent that's simply breathtaking.
Fiat 500 Abarth: Well, nearly.
Abarth. One of the most evocative badges in the history of hot, tiny cars, and one left dangling over a precipice of obscurity by Fiat for way too long. Perhaps they were just waiting for the right candidate to stick it back onto.
So, finally, here it is, a proper, raucous, quick, small Fiat, given a full working over by Abarth. Of sorts.
OK, yes, we made it up. But Fiat can consider itself to blame for egging us on. The rumours of an Abarth 500 have snowballed recently, and we just couldn't wait to see the official photos.
So here it is: our shot at the Abarth 500. Like it?
KTM X-Bow
For those who know nothing about motorbikes, KTM is an Austrian manufacturer famed for its dirt bikes. Racing is at the very heart of the brand - KTM won the Dakar rally this year, its seventh victory in a row - and it has managed to win more than 100 world titles in motocross.
And KTM has put all of its go-faster know-how into this: the X-Bow.
Lightweight carbon-fibre monocoque, racing suspension with double triangular wishbone axles, two-litre turbocharged Audi engine: the X-Bow ticks all the right boxes to be an Ariel Atom beater.
But more importantly, just look at it. Floating orange body panels, blades at the rear: utterly, utterly stunning. If that doesn't get you respect from the biking world, what will?
Bentley Continental GT: On ice
200mph. On a frozen sea. In a Bentley Conti GT? You'd have to be a bit mad, surely?
Juha Kankkunen fits the bill. The four-time World Rally Champion has just set the world ice-driving speed record in the Conti, touching nearly 200mph on the frozen sea just south of the Arctic circle.
If that doesn't sound hairy enough, consider the studs on the Conti's special tyres. There are 130 diamond-shaped studs per wheel, each of which strike the ice 40 times per second in the speed run. They're pulling 2,500g's. To put that in context, a fighter pilot has to endure about nine gs, max.
Oh, and they'd never been tested before Juha's record-breaking run.
As we say: quite, quite mad.
Nissan Skyline GT-R R32: Forget the newer GT-Rs - the original Godzilla is still the best.
The GT-R blew the world away when it was launched in 1989. Dubbed 'godzilla' by Wheels magazine in Australia, the name summed the car up perfectly, and it stuck.
The R32 followed a long line of Skyline GT-Rs which traced their roots back to the Sixties. All dominated touring-car racing in their home country and this new car would be no exception - winning in Group A was the engineers' target, and the Porsche 959 was the benchmark car. The twin-turbo 2.6-litre R26 straight-six was unburstable - a simple boost upgrade would unleash 400bhp, and the car's intelligent 4WD chassis could handle it.
The racer was so fast, it was banned in the Australian Touring Car Championship, whose organisers formulated rules for V8s only. "Sorry Ricey, we can't beat that four-wheel-drive 600bhp monster with our pissy V8s, so please rack off."
Renault Clio Williams: Fast and pure enough to make Frank proud.
The Clio Williams had no link to the Formula One team except the name, but it hardly mattered. Renault took the excellent Clio 16v and tweaked the suspension, then took out a smidge of weight. The result is still seen as one of the best hot hatches ever made. Rare, too - only about 1,200 were built.
Fiat 695 Abarth: Much more hardcore than it looks.
38bhp. That's all the 695SS Abarth could muster from its air-cooled, rear-mounted engine. It's got be driven flat-out everywhere, foot buried deep, because it takes an age to get the speed back... and that's what makes it fun. Small speed, big smile.
Jaguar XKR: Relaxing speed can still be fast
Sometimes being fast isn't enough. Sometimes a fast car needs to carry the entire weight of a company on its metal haunches. If it succeeds, great. If not, then that company might falter. We're talking about the Jaguar XKR, a car that at last managed to prove that Jag could make attractive and, crucially, modern fast cars.
The thing the XKR does isn't out-and-out speed - what it does better is lithe and relaxed pace. The aluminium in it cuts weight, increasing agility, but the most pleasing aspect of pushing on in this is interaction of the auto gearbox; it responds almost as keenly as a paddle-shift manual, only much smoother. Fast and a totem of Jag's salvation - worthy, we think.
Audi Sport quattro
You don't get much more justification for being in this list than ranking as a landmark. Hello, Audi Quattro. This car defined an entire section of motorsport in world rallying. All those Evos and Imprezas would be nothing without it. And let's not forget the seriously daft Sport quattro - rarer, wider, a whole foot shorter and packing up to 444bhp from its turbo five. Unique.
Lamborghini Murcielago LP640: The last of the truly phat Lambos?
So much faster, more sorted and more evil-looking than the previous Murciélago, that it almost deserves a new name. But LP640 will do, and it will be remembered as one of the truly great Lamborghinis. The 640 refers to PS, or 633bhp in our language, and that's plenty of urge. Audi will develop the Murc's replacement, and we sincerely hope it shares this car's lunatic bravado.
Ferrari F40: Old Man Enzo's last hurrah
The fact that it's now 20 years old doesn't diminish the impact the F40 made at launch. It was the first production road car to break 200mph, built to celebrate Ferrari's 40th anniversary and put the Porsche 959 in its place.
It weighs only 1,100kg, thanks to advanced carbon fibre, Kevlar and aluminium construction, and its 3.0-litre twin-turbo V8 packs 478bhp. Enough to worry anything on this list.
Ford GT: Ford's centenary celebration - 98 years to wait for the next one then
Some may consider the retro GT40 copycat styling a bit twee, but the Ford GT's performance is beyond question. With this car, Ford's engineers proved that they are the equal of any in the world. The GT is seriously fast, hitting 100mph from rest in 8.8 seconds, on the way to a top speed of 210mph.
Its 5.4-litre supercharged V8 is properly Yank muscle car in character, as it should be, and its 550bhp and 500lb ft are delivered in a seamless surge. But most impressive of all is its easy, tractable and friendly nature. Anyone could hop in this car and feel comfortable and at home in seconds. Clarkson didn't get on with his, but we suspect others will just fine.
Bugatti EB110: Ugly as a monkey's rear end, but who cares?
Four turbos, 12 cylinders, 542bhp (or 592 in the SS), carbon-fibre chassis built by jet aircraft manufacturers Aérospatiale, 4WD, 0-62mph in 3.2secs, 219mph top speed. No wonder the Bugatti EB110 caused a stir in 1991.
All it needed was scissor doors, and it had those too. The EB110 is the Veyron's spiritual forbear and led the firm into bankruptcy, but not before Michael Schumacher bought a yellow one.
Porsche Carrera GT: Porsche aimed at the Enzo and hit it dead on
A TG staffer once saw a GT accelerate away at the Nürburgring, while giving chase in a Subaru Impreza STi. "Get it out of fourth gear!", yelled his companion, before realising the car was in second.
It's that kind of car, the Carrera GT - fast enough to redefine your concept of fast. The 5.7-litre V10 engine was originally developed as an F1 powerplant, and it sounds it - emitting a piercing, high-pitched shriek unlike any other road car. It's exactly as capable and planted and ultimately superior as you'd expect if Porsche put its mind to a 558bhp, £320,000, 205mph Enzo rival.
Pagani Zonda F
The newest brand in supercars has become one of the most successful, thanks to blinding all-round ability. A 214mph top speed is just a bonus.
Ferrari Enzo
Ugly as a squinting goat, but a hell of a lot faster. A heady 225mph puts this V12 in the übercar category, and it steers and stops as well as anything on four wheels.
Mercedes McLaren SLR 722
Fast in a straight line, but lacking in other areas, like ride and brake feel. Still, we like fast in a straight line. Especially when the speedo reads 209mph.
Nissan R390 GT1: Never sold but still freezingly cool
Nissan had a decent shot at Le Mans at a time when the competition was as fierce as it's ever been. It was 1997/98, when Porsche, McLaren, Toyota, Mercedes and Ferrari were all at it (no sign of Audi). The Japanese firm did well, especially in 1998, when the R390s finished 3rd, 5th, 6th and 10th behind the all-conquering Porsche GT1s.
Although road-going 911 GT1s and Mercedes CLK GTRs were built, we think the R390 is cooler. Only one road car was ever shown, with a price tag of $1m. When Le Mans rules changed, Nissan pulled out. The road-going R390 is dragged out of its museum and thrashed on special occasions.
Bugatti Veyron: The fastest car ever - 253mph anyone?
It took Bugatti's owner, Volkswagen, a full seven years to make this car work. And it's hardly surprising it was forced to delay the launch, given the numbers involved.
A 253mph top speed? Sheesh! Not easy to keep it on the road, let alone control the power delivery and bring its 1,888kg to a controlled stop. But sorted it was in the end, and we'll probably never see another car like it.
The new BMW M3's V8 engine
Everything about this new M engine is built for razor-sharp response times, and all optimised for lightness and a crazed, hectic, high-rev mania. For squeezing out every last drop of power, it revs to a massive 8,300rpm.
But an engine isn't just about the measurables - power, response, weight, durability, economy and the rest. It's about the way it grabs the other sense, and the intellect too.
Which must mean that the sound of this V8 searing towards its redline, change-up lights going off like fireworks, is likely to be one of the all-consuming experiences of 2007.
Brabus Rocket
In third, at 80mph, in the dry, the Brabus Rocket will leave two black lines as far down the road as your confidence will allow your right foot to get away with.
This is a CLS that pumps out 730bhp from a heavily-revised 6.3-litre version of Merc's biturbo V12, this time sporting Brabus's orwn design of larger-diameter turbochargers.
Torque is limited to 811lb ft because wheelspin gets to be a unique and bum-puckering issue at 90mph in third gear if things are left at the engine's natural 958lb ft output.
Even so, by 4,000rpm, your rear wheels are smoking like a Beagle in a science lab. At Brabus, this is normal.
Hamann M6
At last, the ludicrous has landed. OK, Hamann's M6 has only (ha, 'only') got 560bhp thanks to a new exhaust and massaged ECU, but this thing is a proper dose of tuning lunacy.
It sounds right, gets plenty of attention and is certainy as fast as the original, though there's something deeply unsettling about doing this to a car as resolved as an M6.
Geiger Mustang
Geiger's orange and matt-black Mustang that has a 520bhp supercharged engine, huge chrome rims, a half-inch ride height and enough ICE to have a good crack at the Titanic.
Ok, it doesn't drive well, but it's too much fun to bother about the fact that it can't do certain things. Like corners, for example.
It's proper tuning to excess, and not a clever engine in sight. Just American muscle injected with German steroids.
The Alpina B6
The Alpina B6 still bears the BMW roundel. It also doesn't stray too far from the look of the original - just wheels, a rear spoiler and a bib on the front bearing the Alpina name - despite being capable of very nearly 200mph.
This isn't an M6 with 20-inch rims and a sports exhaust. This is a 500bhp engine achieved using a turbocharged version of a 4.4-litre V8 which produces completely different driving characteristics to the M6's V10.
Forced induction boosts its power from low down, making it blisteringly quick but completely unlike an M6. You don't have to rev hard to purge power to the rear wheels: it's obviously special, but it simply doesn't feel tuned.
TechArt Turbo Cayman:
This Cayman has a 911 Turbo engine with 385bhp stuffed under the huge rear wing. And it blows your socks clean off without feeling like someone dumped a V8 in a shopping trolley.
The balance is superb, the grip is capable of giving you a headrush, just before a dose of opposite lock cleans up the corner exit. The engine seems perfect: giving just the right amount of power means you could take on a 911 without raising a Roger Moore eyebrow.
A real junior supercar? Yes please.
Lotus Elise S: Pure driving pleasure from the team at Hethel
We love the Elise because it reminds you that sometimes driving a car is about more than getting from A to B. It can also be about taking a route via C, Q and Scotland.
This is pure concentrated car, and reminds you how baggy almost everything else is. Even sports cars have slack in the steering, dressed up as a safety measure, in case you sneeze or cough or do an especially sturdy fart.
It's only when you get into an Elise - which if you're tall may require a small crane and some goose fat - that you realise how good steering can be. Turn wheel, car turns. No slop to separate you from the machinery and the road beneath.
The Elise is about covering ground quickly. In that respect, it really is just a car, no more, no less. But by God, what a car.
Ford Falcon XB GT: An ordinary family car with an extraordinary secret life
The XB Falcon was a perfectly harmless mid-Seventies Aussie family car.
Until, in 1979, master film-maker George Miller bolted a few movie cameras to a gaggle of XBs and made them look like they were travelling faster than any cars had ever travelled before. The film was Mad Max, of course, and the XB was the star, out-acting Mel Gibson (not hard) and burning itself into car freaks' brains forever.
A couple of XB sedans were painted up in bright yellow as cop cars. One of them rams into a Mazda Bongo and smashes straight through a caravan. The black XB GT was given a fake supercharger, Concorde nose and side-exit exhausts to become 'The Last of the V8 Interceptors'.
"I'm scared," said Max. "It's that rat circus out there. Any longer out on that road and I'm one of them, a terminal psychotic." Too right, mate. And your car's there already.
Peugeot 205 GTi: Old school hot hatch beats modern pretenders
The 205 GTi's engine pops and splutters, and the bodywork makes those containers they use for take-away curry feel like the sides of a battleship - and the whole thing is just bloody marvellous.
We're going through a golden period of fast hatches at the moment, but somehow the class of 2007 seems to sit at the front, getting all the questions right and sucking up to teacher. Whereas the 205 GTi slouched at the back, flicking Vs at the VW Golf and audibly breaking wind.
Peugeot hot hatches have never been the same since, but nowadays, people want aircon and satnav and a sense that in the event of an accident they won't be sending you home in a bucket. Which is a shame, because it means the GTi 1.9 will never be topped for sheer unruly excitement.
McLaren F1: The Oxford English Dictionary's definition of fast? It has to be Gordon Murray's McLaren F1.
In the driver's footwell of the McLaren F1 there's a carefully shaped bit of trim that covers the throttle cable as it travels back to the engine. Beautifully sculpted, rigorously neat and made from carbon fibre. This tells you a lot about the car. Designed without thought for cost, pared down, blessed with an attention to detail that makes heart surgeons look sloppy.
We like engineering at Top Gear and this car is enough to give any engineering fan strange stirrings in the underpants. Sad then that the F1 is not famous for being a pure manifestation of one moustachioed man's quest to make the ultimate car. Instead, everyone seems fixated with its 241mph top speed and the band of pretenders - Bugatti, Koenigsegg, some bloke in America who's fitted six superchargers to a V8 kit car - who have tried to usurp that headline figure with varying degrees of success.
But let's not forget that the McLaren was never about one meaningless number. In fact, although the factory had done some complex maths about projected top whack, the F1 didn't actually prove what it could do in real life until five years after it went on sale. Because the McLaren F1 was never about travelling at high speed in a straight line. It was about detailing, lightness and lack of compromise. And that's why it's still the hypercar daddy.
Hire car: There was no other contender and you know it
'You have to get a car that handles really well. This is extremely important, and there's a lot of debate on this subject - about what kind of car handles best. Some say a front-engined car; some say a rear-engined car. I say a rented car.'
P.J. O'Rourke, Republican Party Reptile.
Yes, the fastest car in the world is, as O'Rourke would have, one that belongs to someone else. Specifically, the faceless corporations that live in lurid-coloured branch offices on airport concourses and slightly inconvenient out-of-town locations across the world.
Hiring a car is an exciting business from the off. What are they going to give you this time? Because although hire companies deal in categories of car, everyone knows the vehicle they actually give you is determined by someone in the back office spinning a massive wheel of chance.
What'll it be this time? Punto? Focus? 3-Series? Maybach 62? Lockheed F-117A stealth fighter? Or maybe you got off the plane late, and all they have left is an Albanian-spec Kia Sedona with no aircon and an engine that runs on leaves.
The great rental car lottery is one of life's strangest thrills. But it's when you've got the keys that the real fun starts.
Jump in, gag slightly at the chemical synthesis of stale fruit that they've used to mask the fact that the previous renter left a dead monkey in the boot, and then go, go, GO!
Ragging the engine until it bangs off the limiter, late-braking in a way Schuey would have described as 'brave', finding out what changing gear without the clutch feels like - all of these loutish pleasures are yours in hire-car land. Cornering so hard the tyres peel off the rims is good too, and if it gets a bit hairy, well, you've got the full CDW to protect you. It does cover the side panels, the roof and some of my limbs, right?
You can do anything you want in a hire car as long as you always remember one crucial thing - it's not yours. | |
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