The lines of the Bugatti Veyron are beautiful, but I imagine the experience of driving the beast would be sublime.
To check out the specs on the Veyron, pop over to the Bugatti homepage. Also, here’s the Veyron 16.4 configurator where you can pick out your post-Powerball paint job and interior for your Bugatti.
“So let’s look at some of the car’s signature numbers: zero to 60 mph in 2.5 seconds; zero to 253 mph in a mind-bending 53 seconds; and in a panic braking maneuver, 253 mph to zero in 10 seconds. Imagine a Japanese bullet train pulling into the station at top speed. “My philosophy is that you should be able to brake better than you can accelerate,” Schreiber says.
Beats the hell out of existentialism.”
Indeed. Last of all, check out this Top Gear test drive of the machine. To borrow a line from Jimmy Carter, it puts lust in my heart.
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Discussion
6 comments for “Glittery Ephemera: Bugatti Veyron configurator!”
jw - love your site, but your comments system doesn’t love me. or maybe it’s not the comment system, maybe you’ve put some kind of filter in place to keep me from bloviating in your threads.
i tried posting a comment to this story twice (and it was a doozy, too: funny, informative, thought provoking, etc). and it just won’t stick to your wall.
aha: i get it. my earlier comment had two links in it. apparently we can’t put links in the comments here at CI.
well, here’s what i was trying to say:
“couldn’t agree more about the veyron. which is why it feels like this [link to the story of Laszlo Toth, the man who smashed Michelangelo’s Pieta in 1972] when i look at this [link to the story from last year about the first crash of a veyron in england by a guy who had it less than a week with a picture of the said veyron crumpled like tinfoil].”
“i just threw up in my mouth a little when i looked at that picture [the pic of the crumpled veyron that your system wouldn’t let me post because it hates me]”
Yeah, anything with two links goes into moderation. Sorry!
I saw that pic with the smashed-up Bugatti, too. Something died inside me… It’s weird. In high school I was never that moved by cars. I think the first time I really felt the male quasi-sexual attraction to a vehicle was the Mig-29 they had on display when I was posted at Goodfellow AFB. The lines on it were just amazing.
hmmmm. I love the stats. The car? Well, the speed would be sublime. Of course, this gets closer to sublime. or this.
And somehow leading off with Edmund Burke and closing with “beats the hell out of existentialism” strikes me as hilarious.
See, hell is sublime. Existentialism contemplates the sublime, but in practice is rarely productive of the sublime; it’s more sublime to smoke unfiltered than filter lights, I suppose, or to wear black than to wear a lei, but . . . these are minor measures, no?
And existentialism has no hell. Even Buddhists have hells (nine of them in the richer traditions). Yet there is the “hell” of living, and then. . . .
couldn’t agree more. which is why it feels like this: http://www.guardian.co.uk/notesandqueries/query/0,5753,-2565,00.html
when you see this: http://www.guardian.co.uk/notesandqueries/query/0,5753,-2565,00.html
i just threw up in my mouth a little looking at that pic
jw - love your site, but your comments system doesn’t love me. or maybe it’s not the comment system, maybe you’ve put some kind of filter in place to keep me from bloviating in your threads.
i tried posting a comment to this story twice (and it was a doozy, too: funny, informative, thought provoking, etc). and it just won’t stick to your wall.
aha: i get it. my earlier comment had two links in it. apparently we can’t put links in the comments here at CI.
well, here’s what i was trying to say:
“couldn’t agree more about the veyron. which is why it feels like this [link to the story of Laszlo Toth, the man who smashed Michelangelo’s Pieta in 1972] when i look at this [link to the story from last year about the first crash of a veyron in england by a guy who had it less than a week with a picture of the said veyron crumpled like tinfoil].”
“i just threw up in my mouth a little when i looked at that picture [the pic of the crumpled veyron that your system wouldn’t let me post because it hates me]”
Hey Greg-
Yeah, anything with two links goes into moderation. Sorry!
I saw that pic with the smashed-up Bugatti, too. Something died inside me… It’s weird. In high school I was never that moved by cars. I think the first time I really felt the male quasi-sexual attraction to a vehicle was the Mig-29 they had on display when I was posted at Goodfellow AFB. The lines on it were just amazing.
I can’t believe you remember the Mig there. Doesn’t look like much when you see it in the sky, but up close…..
hmmmm. I love the stats. The car? Well, the speed would be sublime.
Of course, this gets closer to sublime. or this.
And somehow leading off with Edmund Burke and closing with “beats the hell out of existentialism” strikes me as hilarious.
See, hell is sublime. Existentialism contemplates the sublime, but in practice is rarely productive of the sublime; it’s more sublime to smoke unfiltered than filter lights, I suppose, or to wear black than to wear a lei, but . . . these are minor measures, no?
And existentialism has no hell. Even Buddhists have hells (nine of them in the richer traditions). Yet there is the “hell” of living, and then. . . .
So what is it this car is beating, again?
Cheers,
PGE