- The MC sitting on a mountain road.

The Cerberus MC

5w ago

670

The evening sun beats down fervently on the polished carbon fiber bodywork of the MC. The vicious flat six beneath the hood rumbles idly, the car shaking slightly.

The MC standing at ease on the asphalt.

The MC standing at ease on the asphalt.

Suddenly, the rev-happy boxer comes alive, throttle at full bore, tilting the car to the left in anticipation. The engine roars, then screams, bouncing eagerly off its 9000 RPM redline. The clutch is put in, the stick moved to one, and the clutch is quickly engaged.

The MC launching down an undulating country road.

The MC launching down an undulating country road.

The car suddenly bolts forward, rear wheels enshrouded by smoke, and wriggles excitedly before the stability control kicks in. In exactly 2.9 seconds, it's already at 60 miles per hour. Braking hard, the driver proceeds to the first corner.

He turns off traction control and lets the engine sing. In a thick mist of burning rubber, the car spins two hundred and ninety degrees and leaps off into the sunset, trailed by two black lines extending towards the horizon.

The front splitter shoves air upwards, and the underbody channels the rest along the floor, around the wheels, and to the diffuser, sucking the car towards the ground. The suspension bounces and bops off the sides of the road, carrying the carbon fiber demon to ludicrous speeds. The coilovers vibrate, taking every divot and bump in the road through pushrods and transmitting it to the chassis, steering wheel entirely engaged in the action. Gliding through corner after corner, he finds a straight section.

Studio shot of the MC.

Studio shot of the MC.

Five hundred and fifty-nine naturally aspirated horses are unleashed unto the rear wheels, wearing the rubber down and thrusting the car forward. Fifth gear. Sixth. Seventh. He sees a corner on the horizon and brakes lightly, tossing the car to the right and maintaining his line.

A challenger approaches.

The Cerberus 1LM.

The Cerberus 1LM.

The 1LM thunders up beside him, 98 unleaded coursing through its 289 V8. The car shivers with each application of the throttle, challenging the MC.

They lower their speed to 60 and, reaching an equal point, kick the throttle in.

The superior throttle response and traction of the MC carries it forward, the 1LM slipping away. Both engines roar, but it's still hard to hear the MC due to the unmitigated savagery of the race-tuned 1LM. Unfortunately for the classic, though, good sound doesn't win races, and the raw power of the MC alone brings it swift victory. The air slips quietly along the bodywork, the racing car fading into a distant red dot in the wing mirrors, then rapidly disappearing from view.

The MC at rest.

The MC at rest.

Finally, the modern beast rests, ambling into a small station and stopping awhile. The engine spins to a stop and becomes silent in the space of a moment.

This car is incredible. Absolutely, indescribably incredible. It had some moments when it was difficult, uncooperative, and tempestuous, but on the whole testing it was a wonderful experience.

Specs:

Powertrain - Mid-mounted naturally aspirated direct injection 4998cc Flat Six. Peak output of 659.4 hp and 430 lb-ft of torque. Magnesium block and AlSi head. Dual overhead cams (four per cylinder) with VVL and VVT. It runs on 95 RON unleaded gasoline at a mixture of 13.5:1. Compression ratio of 12:7:1, and fuel efficiency of 20.6 mpg. Power is transmitted to the rear wheels through a seven gear manual gearbox.

Body - Carbon fiber panels. Two-door two-seater coupe.

Chassis - Carbon fibre monocoque. Pushrod front and rear suspension with a 90.55in wheelbase.

Some other shots:

Front shot

Front shot

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