555.6 ... The Number of Das Beetle ...
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Last night saw temperatures plummet below the credibilty levels of Antoninus Bliar at a Mormon sincerity convention.
So it was with no little trepidation that with a chart proclaiming the headline power figure above, a certain black, gelatinous blob eased it's way onto some of country's finest private test tracks.
Joyously, after several years' painful and what can only be described as investigative development, it feels as though the standard engine has reached the zenith of it's realistic potential - but in a good way, not an "oh my God, it's about to expire" sense...
The long term problem of a 'torque feel' type vibration had at long last been identified: utterly goosed cv joints on the driveshafts and spent bushes on the front lower track control arms.
Now, ramming speed acceleration no longer necessitated an arm wrestle with Lou Ferrigno, instead, the process being transformed into one, long, honey coated tunnel of Battlestar Gallactic pelvic necessitude - a sublime experience of detonation impossible to resist, over and over again: 100/120-150/180 in 6th taking what, 3 parsecs? Verging on the comical and straight from the anals of Veyron Weekly.
Moreover, done with a degree of refinement: the inspired use of 'DynoMat,' the famed acoustic deadening material beloved of 'ICE' obsessed Saxoista, insatalled to blot out what were becoming frankly wearisome, nasty acoustic intrusions: padding around the engine bay, wheel arches and transmission tunnel - not what you'd call Lexian but neither yielding of a result commensurate with a head scene from 'Scanners' following a decent yomp amongst the socialist miasma.
Ok, so sideways might be a more regular feature of committed progress than before but only to illustrate more the inspired recommendations of certain renowned Germans: Yokohama AVS, a soft compound but what superb feel, ever more compliance and using the full racing line along some of England's lesser known Mulsanney kinks, providing huge confidence and plantedness, that had never before been felt in this ve-hicle.
Stoppers? Well in a curious way, I'm bound to report the oddest thing: it had been my intention to install some ridiculous Brembo uber-potted flying saucers but due to their classical delay, c/o characteristic Italian non-urgency, the decision was made to say bugger it and go right back to standard, factory issue.
To wit, brand spanking big reds (they do look magnificient), bog standard discs and pads all round and by Thor's hammer, they retard with freakish effect.
At an indicated 190, the velocity dispensation is lunacy, washed orf with stupendous solidity: at more sensible annexing rates, the ability to wash of knots is nothing short of eye-widening...so, a sublime effect, no fade, no harshness nor squeaking either - only official V-max testing will allow comparison with the oft touted multi pot solutions but for road use, hopefully one raddishing saved.
So now, the beharnessed throbber is almost complete, a testament to bloody minded profligacy against any regular notion of common sense or value but you know what, I couldn't give a toss: the complete submission of any form of self control or will against such ballistic horizon smelt is now a default condition: there is only one mode and it is of the tribe Warpinium - that faster creations exist only serves to perpetuate the madness.
Projekt Beetle is now truly Projekt Veyron and the next stop has to be at least 650bhp with afterburners.
My God, speed I don't just love it, I eat it!
So it was with no little trepidation that with a chart proclaiming the headline power figure above, a certain black, gelatinous blob eased it's way onto some of country's finest private test tracks.
Joyously, after several years' painful and what can only be described as investigative development, it feels as though the standard engine has reached the zenith of it's realistic potential - but in a good way, not an "oh my God, it's about to expire" sense...
The long term problem of a 'torque feel' type vibration had at long last been identified: utterly goosed cv joints on the driveshafts and spent bushes on the front lower track control arms.
Now, ramming speed acceleration no longer necessitated an arm wrestle with Lou Ferrigno, instead, the process being transformed into one, long, honey coated tunnel of Battlestar Gallactic pelvic necessitude - a sublime experience of detonation impossible to resist, over and over again: 100/120-150/180 in 6th taking what, 3 parsecs? Verging on the comical and straight from the anals of Veyron Weekly.
Moreover, done with a degree of refinement: the inspired use of 'DynoMat,' the famed acoustic deadening material beloved of 'ICE' obsessed Saxoista, insatalled to blot out what were becoming frankly wearisome, nasty acoustic intrusions: padding around the engine bay, wheel arches and transmission tunnel - not what you'd call Lexian but neither yielding of a result commensurate with a head scene from 'Scanners' following a decent yomp amongst the socialist miasma.
Ok, so sideways might be a more regular feature of committed progress than before but only to illustrate more the inspired recommendations of certain renowned Germans: Yokohama AVS, a soft compound but what superb feel, ever more compliance and using the full racing line along some of England's lesser known Mulsanney kinks, providing huge confidence and plantedness, that had never before been felt in this ve-hicle.
Stoppers? Well in a curious way, I'm bound to report the oddest thing: it had been my intention to install some ridiculous Brembo uber-potted flying saucers but due to their classical delay, c/o characteristic Italian non-urgency, the decision was made to say bugger it and go right back to standard, factory issue.
To wit, brand spanking big reds (they do look magnificient), bog standard discs and pads all round and by Thor's hammer, they retard with freakish effect.
At an indicated 190, the velocity dispensation is lunacy, washed orf with stupendous solidity: at more sensible annexing rates, the ability to wash of knots is nothing short of eye-widening...so, a sublime effect, no fade, no harshness nor squeaking either - only official V-max testing will allow comparison with the oft touted multi pot solutions but for road use, hopefully one raddishing saved.
So now, the beharnessed throbber is almost complete, a testament to bloody minded profligacy against any regular notion of common sense or value but you know what, I couldn't give a toss: the complete submission of any form of self control or will against such ballistic horizon smelt is now a default condition: there is only one mode and it is of the tribe Warpinium - that faster creations exist only serves to perpetuate the madness.
Projekt Beetle is now truly Projekt Veyron and the next stop has to be at least 650bhp with afterburners.
My God, speed I don't just love it, I eat it!
derestrictor said:
To wit, brand spanking big reds (they do look magnificient
yes they do. spent some time in projekt veyron h.q. last saturday. whilst the guys zip tied project scum back together (working till 1am for silverstone on sunday!)
infact was talking to herr uberbeetlemeister earlier today, he was just audible above some 4 door saloon being tortured in the background. ;-)
reggie183 said:
My God, speed I don't just love it, I eat it!
What's the betting on 200mph at the next vmax? Even with the 993 aerodynamics, I'll but a fiver down.
Congrats DeR - hope to ride shotgun again soon
Unlikely, Reg - if you reckon Guy's aerodynamically strong 640bhp Ruf GT2 did 201 last time then a 993 is going to need at least the thick end of the same to punch anywhere near and probably 700bhp.
Having said that, if the temp is low enough, we may get low 190s but the real killer now is the acceleration to about 180 - I thought the sunroof was going to get sucked out!
As Martyn has indicated, there's no question that with (ahem) a slightly longer run, the speedo says cheerio to the needle which has to be a certified 198-200 allowing for error. At least in theory.
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