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@jack_rix editor@bbctopgearmagazine.com Supercars are silly. They just are. All except the new breed of electro-hypercars (which are too fast for the human brain to compute) are antisocially loud, they’re too low to drive over a speed bump at more than 2mph even with a nose lift kit, and with their wings and vents and ducts and fluorescent paint they mark you out as someone who’s trying to compensate for a deficit in other areas. But hang on a minute, you say, they’re the apex of modern science, the point where experimental engineering becomes a reality. Where impossibly exotic materials meet never seen before propulsion methods and designers captivate us with alien silhouettes and rule breaking proportions. They’re the point where racing reaches out a finger and touches the road giving these cars limpet-like…
