It’s the ultimate engineering lab, destined to be driven by men in white coats. Oh, and the car is designed by a woman. What next, for goodness’ sake?
So does it feel like a science lesson to drive? Nope, it feels joyously visceral, exciting, aggressive and, well, different. It feels more like a sports car than a supercar; tight, punchy and full of intent. A driver’s car, not a poseur’s car.
The noise, for a start, is incredible, and strange: full of air whooshing past from the two turbos and that mechanical noise from the V6 engine sitting behind your head. No lyrical grand-touring supercar tunes here; it’s far too serious for that.
Get a bit lairy on track and the car will let you go so far in “track” mode before it pulls you back on line. Or you can have hours of fun with launch control: come to a halt on the pit straight, left-foot brake while fully depressing the throttle. The revs will hold at 2,500rpm; come off the brake and boom….