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Bugatti Veyron: 7 pages of Auto Erotic

Bugatti Veyron
The Men’s Vogue has a great piece about the Bugatti Veyron and why it’s pure auto erotic. They even have a video. Make sure to check it out, interesting read!

Trees. Sun. Bridge. House. Guardrail. The Sicilian piedmont blurs in one long incomprehensible gout of liquid reality…treesunbridgehouseguardrail… The Bugatti Veyron bellows at 205 mph down the island’s main autostrada. A deep aortic throb registers between my shoulder blades. I haven’t blinked for, like, 10 minutes — I’m Keir Dullea in 2001. The truth is, I’ve driven this fast before, but never in a street car, never on a public road, and absolutely never on a cracked, sun-buckled hunk of weaving motorway like this. If I crash, the Sicilian highway department can expect a very strongly worded letter from me.

In the passenger seat, the Veyron’s chief engineer, Dr. Wolfgang Schreiber, natters on about the supernumerary challenges involved in building this $1.7 million supercar, officially the fastest production automobile in the world: the 12 radiators, the 16 cylinders, the four turbos, the 1,000-plus horsepower, the seven-speed double-clutch transmission, the endless calculations and aerodynamic refinements that keep this beautiful, wind-glossed capsule from flitting off the road in a fit of turbulence. I mention that it is quite amazing that two people can even converse in a car that’s blitzing the atmosphere at 200-plus mph, kind of like having cocktails in the middle of a cyclone. “We worked very hard on cabin noise,” says Herr Schreiber, plainly glad I’ve noticed. Then, looking at the pockmarked road ahead, he says, “Here, now is the time for maximum speed.”

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Source: Men’s Vogue