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Geneva Salon Roundup

Monday, March 8th, 2010

The 918 takes the classic Spyder fomat and plugs it into the 21st century

I'm not the greatest lover of motor shows. They’re all titillation and no consummation. I’ve never really understood their appeal in the same way I don’t get strip clubs. Just looking at cars is the same as looking at an attractive member of the opposite sex; very pleasant, as far as it goes, but you only get about ten per cent of the pleasure that should be had.

And it may be also that motor shows will wither away. The British show was once one of the most important but has effectively died off. Even the mighty Detroit, Tokyo and Frankfurt shows have been clobbered by the recession: non-attendance by a big carmaker at one of those was once unthinkable, but as the recession struck they bailed out in such numbers that last year’s Tokyo show was almost cancelled.

But it’s superfast broadband that might finally kill the motor show. Why would you travel for hours to a grim part of town to traipse around a draughty exhibition hall when you’ll be able to download hi-def, 3D renderings of the latest models which you can configure with your choice of colour and trim, look at without the backs of other people’s heads getting in the way, and then get into (virtually), start up and drive?

But if one show survives, I hope it’s Geneva. For a start it’s five minutes’ walk from the airport, so you can Sleazyjet in from anywhere. Second, it’s small enough that your feet won’t hurt by the end of the day. Third, despite the size, all the major carmakers and lots of insignificant but insane ones are here: nobody bails on Geneva, yet.

I’ll get to the important cars of this year’s show in a moment, but those tiny, loopy tuning firms alone make Geneva worth the trip. You’ll see stuff you just won’t see elsewhere; really outrageous cars that it would be completely unacceptable to launch anywhere else. Thought the flagrant, aggressive SUV was a thing of the past? Oh no. Maybe it’s because Switzerland is neutral territory and non-EU that Hamann feels safe revealing its Range Rover Sport-based Conqueror II, or its BMW X6-based Tycoon Evo M. Carlsson brought its €429,000, 735bhp, Mercedes SL-based C25, whose environmental impact will be limited only by the fact that just one will be supplied to each of 25 countries. Swiss tuner Mansory has somehow managed to get hold of a Rolls-Royce Ghost already and pimped it with a shocking electric blue and gold paintjob, which looked even more garish alongside its more subtle but otherwise entirely pointless carbon-fibre bodied Mercedes G-wagen.

Ugliest was probably the Malaysian-made, V8-powered Bufori Geneva limo: slogan, ‘A Statement of Pride,’ though ‘a statement of staggering bad taste’ might be more truthful. Who in their right mind buys these things? Is Switzerland so awash with idle cash that these excrescences are needed to soak it up? Even Bentley wasn’t immune, displaying a foul purple-and-cream Continental.

The design houses like Giugiaro have always used Geneva to show their own work, unfettered by the restrictions of a commission from a big carmaker, and these cars are another good reason for coming. Pininfarina’s take on an Alfa spider is bewitching; Bertone’s Pandion, a variation on the same theme, more challenging. But you’ve never seen anything like the Pandion’s rear grille: a mad, asymmetric jumble of spikes, somewhere between a porcupine’s quills and broken glass. This is proper, free-thinking car design; you wonder if a big carmaker would have the balls to put it into production.

There were some great-looking cars from the major makers, though. The show-stopper was unquestionably Porsche’s 918 Spyder. It was a genuine surprise; when the covers are whipped off new cars at motor shows they have almost always been leaked in advance or shown to car magazines so they can put them on their covers in time. But this was a genuine shock: a plug-in hybrid supercar with over 500bhp and a 3.2sec 0-60mph time, yet returning 90mpg and 70g/km of CO2. Those figures are greener than a Prius, and Porsche is not in the habit – unlike some other car firms – of making claims it can’t prove. For once, looking was almost enough; the 918 manages to appear compact, delicate and light but raw and aggressive all at once. It also looked bored on that stand; bored being looked at when it’s built to be driven. And you just know it will be incandescent to drive.

The most significant car of the show is probably Audi’s A1, because it sits at the nexus of a series of interconnected trends. Audi is on a roll, despite the downturn. People want cool small cars again for a bunch of reasons and they want a premium badge. The Mini better watch out. Ford showed its new Focus, more significant than the A1 in terms of numbers, but the looks are a little Korean and you just know it will be more of the same from Ford; great dynamics, great quality, and a car that doesn’t treat the ‘ordinary’ driver like a schmo.

Alfa’s new, Focus-sized Giulietta was much better-looking, but like I said, the looks are only ten per cent of the appeal.
Elsewhere, like every other motor show for the past two years, pretty much every big carmaker had some sort of electric/hybrid/whatever concept on display, but there’s a big difference between just saying your new concept runs on manure and emits only butterflies, and actually putting an appreciably greener car into profitable mass production.

And like every other motor show, Geneva’s halls are crammed with car-anoraks festooned with cameras and laden with brochures, with the garishly-dressed and bouffanted ‘valued clients’ being buttered up by the more exclusive carmakers (so that’s who buys a Bufori…), with teams of Chinese engineers taking digital pictures of obscure parts of the latest models, and with the angular, architectural, intimidatingly beautiful stand-girls.

I’ve never quite understood this either; if a carmaker wants us to look at its new model, why does it distract us with beautiful women wearing very little? And why does the car industry continue to get away with a ‘marketing’ tactic that should have died off at the same time the Miss World contest was taken off TV? Maybe there’s a parallel with motor shows in general; maybe predictions of their demise are premature. A few more will die off, certainly. But if you don’t mind just looking, go to Geneva.

Ming Thein’s Lego GTO

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

While the Geneva Salon goes mental for a succession of hybrid concepts in supercar packages, we were delighting in the technical exactitide of this beautiful recreation of the Ferrari 250 GTO in Lego form.

Malaysian theoretical physicist, photojournalist and Lego-kinky craftsman Ming Thein used a combination of custom made bits and pieces and offcuts from Lego production models to create this amazing little model. It has a full working drive train and suspension, as well as an engine compartment that evokes the snarling beauty of the V12 original, but something of its essence, we think you'll agree, actually conjures up some of the achingly gorgeous lines of the car itself.

And it occurred, if all the mainstream manufacturers are falling over themselves to find a way to produce true supercars with green credentials, shouldn't some of them harness the modular, renewable genius of Lego to produce their vehicles? Surely that is a more realistic way of protecting the planet than sticking an electric battery engine in an industrially produced six litre GT?

Ming is happy to produce custom orders of his miniature works of automotive art, so if you'd like to commission an original creation, get in touch.

Watch this space, meanwhile for a roundup of the Geneva Show once the shouting is over.

Witness the Phatness

Monday, March 1st, 2010

It occurred to us whilst discussing the finer points of car design recently that if you had do define one thing that appealed to you about a certain sort of car and had to ascribe an adjective to it, that adjective would be 'Phatness'. Despite the term's irritating neo hip-hop connotations, we believe it is indeed the perfect description of cars that are, well, phat.

Break it down for a moment. Phatness is basically an aerodynamically efficient, ground-hugging aspect. Its elements are gaping, ground hoovering mouths formed by air intakes, dark deep eye sockets that house the lighting gear. Look from the back and it might be the flared arches or wide, deep dished rims and diffusers that do the aesthetic job of creating the vaguely menacing look that we are ascribing it to.

However you define it, you know when you see it. Here are some of our favourite examples of automotive amplitude.

Ferrari’s 1967 Can-Am Beauty

Friday, February 19th, 2010

The Canadian-American challenge was a spectacular formula. Running from 1966 until the oil crisis of '74 scuppered the fun, there were no limits on engine size, aerodynamics or aspiration.

Along with Group B rally, which came along a decade after its demise, Can-Am was in other words as close as motor sports ever came to Extreme Fighting.

Think of it and images are conjured of brightly coloured spiders, huge power-to weight ratios and the brutal grapplings of man and machine. Can Am also saw the first wave of wind tunnel tested tech that started to turn beautiful racing cars into mutant brutes.

But amongst the no-nonsense, torsional engineering of Can Am came the gorgeous Ferrari 350 – which was  basically a 330 P4 upgraded at Maranello to compete in the series.

Though the low front end of the smoothly-flowing spider body recalls the Lolas and Mclarens that dominated the series, it retained the spectacularly pretty bone structure of the original p4.

Chris Amon, according to sources, scored the car's best result of 1967 at the Laguna Seca debut when he finished fifth. But despite the lack of podium glory, would not have felt honoured to pilot one of these?

The eye candy above came via those fine folks at  RM Auctions May it carry you through the weekend.

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Gran Turismo Omologato

Monday, January 18th, 2010

Those Italians certainly know how to weave magic with words, eh?  Touring car  constructed for homologation' doesn't really have the same ring, does it? But no matter how you say it, the GTO badge has been applied to an interesting variety of motors. But the definitive GTO doesn't really warrant the name. Because, well, it's not really a Grand Tourer, and it wasn't built for homologation. The heavy reference you can see above with scary, hairy animals gives some clue to the impression that the Pontiac marketeers wanted to create with their Muscle-bound behemoth.

And anyway, without getting too QI on a monday morning, the word homologation, which comes from the Ancient Greek term for 'agree', is a bit of an awkward word in any case. We've certainly never seen it used for any other purpose than for describing road-legal racing cars.

So here goes for the simplest definition we have found of homologation, thank to our friend Mr Wiki: "Where a racing class requires that the cars raced be production vehicles only slightly adapted for racing, manufacturers typically produce a limited run of such vehicles for public sale so that they can legitimately race them in the class. These cars are commonly called 'homologation specials'."

Of course, the all-time beauty that is the Ferrari 250 GTO (above)  did indeed eace extensively in the 1960s and went on to be one of the most valuable and totemic collectors' pieces ever, while the beefy take on the rump Ferrari chassis of the eighties the 288 GTO was the result of a stillborn class of racing, but one that according to experts is one of the most raucous and explosive Ferraris ever to find a legal home on the streets.

Which one floats your boat?

The Chimaera of Speed

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

The perfect illustration (below) of the glorious absurdity of the very, very fast car. The Bugatti Veyron will do 253 miles per hour. But it can’t do 253 miles in an hour, because at that speed its fuel consumption is so voracious that it will drain its tank after just fifty miles. You’ll have covered the distance from London to Brighton in twelve minutes, but stopping for petrol five times for every hour’s driving might get to be a drag.

The Veyron is not alone, of course. The 200mph car is probably a complete chimaera; to our knowledge, nobody has ever tried to drive a production car at 200 miles per hour, for an hour. Almost all the cars that make the claim would need to be towing an oil tanker to do it, and that would knock their speed a little.

Bugatti Veyron FGB
Veyron: a brilliant absurdity

And it’s all academic anyway. The combination of circumstances that allow you to do a really big speed in a road car are so rare as to make the proportion of very fast cars that have actually been driven at very fast speeds incalculably small. Forget the law: you’re almost certainly going to have to break it. The real problem is distance. Plainly, as a car’s speed increases, its rate of acceleration declines; you might get from zero to sixty in three-and-a-bit seconds, but getting from 190mph to the double-ton might take a minute as your car reaches the very limit of its abilities. Finding a road sufficiently long and straight and clear is almost impossible, and finding the nerve is even harder.

So why are we so hung up on top speed? Once, there was a genuine engineering benefit; the advances that made cars go faster, such as aerodynamics and more efficient engines, and stay stable and stop again, such as better brakes and suspension, filtered down to ordinary cars. That’s no longer the case; we’ve learnt pretty much all we’re going to learn, and the extra few miles per hour that now make a car the fastest in the world are eked out with extreme engine tuning and otherwise utterly impractical aero and suspension settings.

The Veyron did bring some benefits. Ferdinand Piech, the Sauron-like mastermind behind the Volkswagen group used the project as a trial-by-fire for aspiring engineers; if they could hit the almost impossible targets he set for the car – 400km/h, 1001 horsepower, one million euros – their careers were assured, and they’re now working on the Polos and Golfs the rest of us drive. But more often, being cajoled into doing a huge speed makes a car worse in normal driving. Off the record, Bentley engineers admit that making the Continental GT do 200mph left it hopelessly overspecified and overweight at a crushing 2.4 tonnes.

Over Specced and superfast: The Bentley Continental GT Speed

But even if you don’t actually want it, and never get the chance to use it, a big top speed appeals to anyone who ever played Top Trumps as a kid. It sells cars, and it sometimes prompts even the most revered of carmakers to massage the figures a little. A car’s top speed can be calculated with a fairly simple equation, making it easy to disprove some of the more ludicrous claims. You only need a car’s power, frontal area, drag coefficient and rolling resistance to work out how fast it will go with the right conditions and gearing.

But the really striking thing is the relationship between speed and power. To make a car go faster, the extra power required is proportional to the cube of the extra speed. Put simply, to make a 180mph car do 200mph – a speed increase of 11 per cent – you need 37 per cent more power. It’s difficult, expensive, and much easier to fib.

Could this car really breach a ton-fifty?

The pre-production Jaguar E-Type that became the first road car to hit 150mph in 1961 almost certainly had a little help from the competition department; subsequent tests couldn’t replicate it. The Ferrari F40 was the first credible production car to claim a top speed over 200mph, boasting of 201.3mph at its launch in 1987, but to our knowledge this has never been independently verified. Maximum respect to Porsche for eschewing Italian willy-waving and NOT claiming 200mph for its 959, launched at the same time as the F40. It would have been a killer marketing line, but Porsche knew it wasn’t true. It claimed 197mph instead, and that’s exactly what the 959 did in an independent test.

In the same month that Ferrari made its 200mph claim for the F40, Phil Hill and Paul Frere timed the Ruf CTR ‘Yellowbird’ at 211mph for US magazine Road and Track, and it did 213mph the following year at Nardo. The CTR – Ruf’s reworking of the Porsche 911 Turbo – was made in small numbers compared to the 1315 F40s built but it still qualifies as a production car, Ruf having been granted manufacturer status by the German government six years previously. This tiny, bespoke carmaker beat the best in the world to make the first production car to prove it could do 200mph.

Ferrari was caught out again with the F50: it claimed 202mph, but the lease under which all 349 were sold specifically forbade independent speed tests; when a US mag finally managed to test one it did ‘only’ 194mph. Ferrari learnt its lesson; the Enzo will do all of its claimed 218mph.

The Ferrari Enzo
The Enzo Ferrari lived up to its noble moniker

The Jaguar XJ220 and McLaren F1 posted genuine big numbers, but needed a little help. In ’92 the Jag had to have its catalysts removed to produce the extra 50bhp Martin Brundle needed to lift it from 210 to 217mph at the Nardo test track in Italy, or just over 220mph once the scrub effect of the high-speed bowl has been allowed for. Cue mass exhalation in Coventry; the car (just) lived up to its name. The McLaren F1 in which Andy Wallace set the long-standing 240.1mph record in 1998 needed its rev limiter removed to do it, though rumours still abound that the engine was ‘special’.

All these cars are extraordinary, covetable, engineering marvels. But perhaps our obsession with top speed is passing. There may never be another car like the Veyron: global recession, emissions regulations, social opprobrium and dwindling oil supplies mean we’ll have to get our kicks elsewhere, and the new technologies that replace the internal combustion engine might simply be incapable of propelling a car that fast. But do you really care that the all-electric Tesla Roadster will do ‘only’ 125mph, when you’ll seldom get close to that in normal driving, and its acceleration to 100mph is so – well – electrifying, and produced with zero emissions or guilt?

The Ten New Cars We’ll Lust After in 2010

Thursday, December 17th, 2009

Stare into the crystal ball. The motoring industry tugs us in two directions. On the one hand it fuses the heights of driving passion, design discernment and technological exactitude to produce the most dizzying hypercars of which we could ever have dreamed.

On the other meanwhile, that same passion and techno-savvy explores new ways of powering, driving and being on the road.

Somewhere in the middle lay the worse of marketing-led product launches and misguided nods to trend. Meet our heroes and villains of the next 12 months.