La Maybach Exelero, meravigliosa e inquietante supercar realizzata nel 2005 in esemplare unico, e rimasta ahinoi allo stato di concept car, è in vendita. Il prezzo? Una formalità da cinque milioni di euro.

L’auto, nata dall’esemplare fusione di linee retrò e futuristiche, era spinta da un 5.9 V12 biturbo da 700 CV che le consentiva di superare i 350 km/h, una punta velocistica raggiunta anche grazie a un particolare pneumatico (315/25 montato su cerchi da 23″) sviluppato dalla Fulda, azienda che di fatto commissionò lo sviluppo del prototipo, rinnovando un connubio nato nell’anteguerra con la Maybach SW 38.

La coupè venne svelata per la prima volta al Tempodrom di Berlino nel maggio 2005, e da quel momento non si sono mai del tutto spenti i sogni di chi avrebbe voluto nella gamma dell’aristocratico marchio tedesco un modello dal fascino decisamente più denso, oscuro, misterioso della pur lussuosa limousine. E invece tutto questo rimarrà appannaggio di una sola persona. Beato lui.

per maggiori info date un'occhiata qui

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Scoperta la nuova Mercedes SLR Speedster nel bel mezzo di un test.

La nuova supercar in veste camuffata non sembra dare il meglio di se ma, il sound del V8 AMG e il peso inferiore di 200kg rispetto all’auto di derivazione, regaleranno emozioni certe ai fortunati possessori!

The 2008 Motor Show kicks off in London Docklands on 23 July, and a breathtaking car line-up has been announced.

New cars include the hot Ford Focus RS, a 1.8-litre turbocharged Toyota Aygo Crazy and the luxurious £133,000 Bentley Flying Spur.

Are you attending the show?

A bundle of incredible supercars will be at hand – including the Bugatti Veyron – you can find out more in our Supercar icons feature.

For more information visit our complete guide to the 2008 British Motor Show.

Did you go to the 2006 British Motor Show?

Are you planning to attend this year?

Ecco la realizzazione dell'effetto supercar con 8 led, sempre comandati dal PIC16F84a.

Qui sotto potete vedere il video dell'accensione in sequenza e del "ritorno":
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With a book price of £830,000 the Bugatti Veyron is one of the world’s most expensive cars.

But due to the huge levels of research and development involved in creating the 1,001bhp Bugatti Veyron, each model actually costs closer to £5 million.

And because of this the cars are rare – only 220 Bugatti Veyrons rolled off the production line in three years – their exclusivity has resulted in people paying a premium.

If you’re one of those people desperate to get your hands on the 253mph hypercar, Auto Trader can help.

We have an unregistered Bugatti Veyron for sale for £1,050,000.

But if you haven’t got all the cash on you now, Buckinghamshire-based Saffron Cars who is selling the car say there is finance available.

If you had £1 million to spend on a car would you buy a Veyron or three McLaren SLRs or Ten Porsche 911 Turbos?

Or maybe you’d be happy with 161 Hyundai i10s?

Tell us what you’d buy below.

autoblog writes:
"As could be expected, the Versace edition is more about style than substance. The bright white exterior is plastered with Versace's Greek motif, while the interior gets special full-grain, hand-embroidered, ultra-soft, white nappa leather on the seats, dashboard and center console. The Versace edition also gets a transparent engine cover that showcases the V12 for the first time. The special edition, unveiled yesterday at Versace's Via Gesu 12 in Milan during Men's Fashion Week, was accompanied by a new range of Lamborghini Versace merchandise, including leather luggage, gloves, driving shoes and an assortment of other accessories."

More pics here.

Motor: V8, 4.700 cm3
Putere dezvoltata: 806hp @6.900 rpm
Cuplu maxim: 920 Nm @5.700 rpm.
0-100 km/h: 3.2 s
Top speed: 395+ km/h (245+ mph)
1/4 Mila: 9.9s @235 km/h (146 mph)

Ebbene sì, come scrivevo in questo articolo (clicca) non sono contentissimo del nuovo "stile" che la NBC ha avvallato per la nuova serie TV di Knight Rider (conosciuto come "Supercar" in Italia), ma che vuoi mai.. sono un nostalgico.

La sigla Knight/metallara è fantastica però :-D

Comunque, se David Hasselhoff in persona si prende la briga di promuovere questa nuova impresa.. allora stiamo freschi 8-)

..nel senso che è tutto ok! Lui ci crede, la NBC ci crede, ma soprattutto: il pubblico (per ora solo americano) ci ha creduto. Pare che la puntata "pilot" (un test, una prova) è stato guardato da numerosi spettatori e la NBC ha deciso di produrre i primi 12 episodi, le cui riprese inizieranno a breve in quel di Toronto e dintorni.

Vedremo (tra un bel po') come andrà a finire. Personalmente non posso che essere contento del fatto che torni sul piccolo schermo la serie tv che mi ha mandato in pezzi l'infanzia ;-) così dolcemente.

Peccato "solo" per le obiezioni di cui all'articolo linkato all'inizio di questo intervento.

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The BMW GINA Light Visionary Model is an impressive vehicle. Everything is covered in a fabric. The lights open and close like eyelids, the hood opens and closes like shades and the headrests pop-up among tons of other features. It even has disappearing gauges. :)

Here is the 7 long video well worth watching:

You can find a hord of pictures here.

678 horsepower / 575lb-ft torque Mercedes-Benz/AMG engine
0-62mph in 3.4 seconds
$1,500,000.00 (yeah that's 1.5million) lol

Read the entire motortrend article here.

Update:

BMW’s novel unequal implement automobile is resourceful to perk. The Bavarian maker has titled it GINA Light Visionary Model Concept Car, and the automobile can derive unconnected shapes good to the advice the part is built from: material.

Read more (exclusive photo gallery)!!

The cloth is placed over a lace of metal wires that can idea, dominated by electro-hydraulic policy. As you can see daylight, this is the way the car manages to revise its cause as many times as the device unpunctual the turn decides to do so. GINA does not relate only the visible, but also the interior. We reckon on describing the wont may not be as rip-roaring as deducing it in pipeline, so we fork over jack discriminating cerebration to the cassette BMW turn over assuredly suggest in alongside instant.

Although it is very doubtful that such a car awfully finds its way into hike outline any time at once, GINA as a solution mileage can yea free lunch BMW erect its day vehicles. Considering the car society can convert, it may balm BMW designers in the later choose what commodities looked sizable on the car.

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Paolo Spada and his father Ercole Spada (who also worked on Aston Martin, Ferrari, Maserati Alfa Romeo, Abarth, Fiat and Lancia) got together and created Spadaconcept, an italian company that would later create this 600hp, 340km/h beast.

For more information, read this enlightened article here.

Vi propongo alcune immagini tratte dal telefilm Supercar. Devo dire che riguardando telefilm del genere quelli attuali mi appaiono a dir poco abbietti. Lunga vita agli anni 80.

I had some catching up to do on some news articles I've had rss'd and whoa nellie. There is some important information You Need To Know.

First stop, and this article is a must read for those of you concerned about the security of your computer. Bill is a fellow wordpressonian and has forgotten more about computer security issues than most of us will ever learn. Check it out.

Next, the good people over at inhabitat have a cool article about the future VW. In my quest for super mileage, we have a winner.

I love it when people say we're going to run out of natural gas soon. Some people would like you to believe it will be in the next 30 years. Rubbish. Go here to get the gas. It seems President Bush is (as usual) planning ahead on how to accommodate the gas. Something about a new canal that will rival the one in Panama was overheard.

A car that will crush my Prius? I'm afraid to drive my Prius over 80 mph. I'm easy to crush. But hey, if you are gonna get crushed, it may as well be by a hybrid supercar. Since this hybrid supercar can also crush a corvette, I don't feel so bad.

One of my favorite blogger's, The Guy Who Writes This, has an interesting and very hilarious article on Raccoons. I for one will never look at raccoons the same again.

Lastly, another fellow bloggerette, Auntie L, has a very funny link to an owl video you need to check out. Very bizarre.

Jag vet inte om ni ser samma sak som jag, men bilen ser ut som en blandning av Koenigsegg och Bugatti, med Ferrari baklampor och vissa frontlinjer som liknar Gallardos?

As a lowly creator of letters and words that appear on a printed page, I have been greatly blessed with the absence of my bewildered face in any sort of the gossip media which is currently molesting the world. In other words, I am not a celebrity, and thank the good Lord.

Many naive bumpkins come to Southern California seeking the Hollywood dream: the dream of being on the cover of Esquire and Rolling Stone, acting glamorous on the small and silver screen, living beside swimming pools and movie stars, and coming in contact with millions of square feet of red carpet on a daily basis. Unfortunately, the cold reality is that life in Hollywood is all about constantly controlling what others think of you while being chased by parasitic life-forms toting cameras with big flash bulbs. Being a celebrity is down-and-dirty, uncomfortable, filthy, rotten, stinking, unpleasant, hideous work.

I know this because ever since I’ve had the only Lamborghini Gallardo LP560-4 in all of North America (at least I think so), the picture of me driving it is on every cameraphone’s SIM card from San Diego to Santa Barbara. To someone who enjoys anonymity, this is a terrifying prospect. The only consolation is that the people who took the pictures are hopefully all card nerds who could care less about the person driving it. They wouldn’t possibly be interest in me. *Sigh of Relief*

I still had to get out of town. I needed to escape in spectacular fashion. So I made an appointment at a top-secret undisclosed location in order to discover the new Gallardo’s darkest secrets under the safeguard of anonymity. Willow Springs International Raceway, a 2.5 mile circuit in the God-forsaken desert, is just a stone’s throw away from Edwards Air Force Base, where the Space Shuttle lands if it doesn’t fancy the humidity at Cape Canaveral. It’s the self-proclaimed “fastest road in the west,” and features a couple different road courses for variety, and also a large skid pad for heavy right feet. So it sounded like the prime location for some automotive violence, particularly a petrol-drenched version of the Running of the Bulls.

Enroute, I forced myself to think technical, and remembered some facts explained to me by Franz. One of the LP560-4’s many technical baubles the good German monologued about was the new fuel injection system, the Italian name of which I will not try to pronounce for my readers' sakes. All I know is that it stands for an FSI direct injection system, and that meant more power. The new engine is also more powerful. There is more torque, which means more power. It has 32 more bhp, which means it has more power. Shall I go on?

As you can probably see, the LP560-4 is more powerful than previous Gallardos, and rightly so. This update should be more than just a facelift of a previous car; it should be a fresh, contemporary reflection of Lamborghini’s current nuclear shockwave of an expansion. To put it bluntly, it bloody well needs a few extra muskles.

It also needs to be better on the handling front. Sure, the old Gallardo did have four-wheel drive, but it still was monumentally distant from the revolutionary brilliance of the Ferrari F430. The Fezza had that unmistakably light, poised, ballet-slipper feel, which made it a joyous romp in the park to turn corners with. The Gallardo, by comparison, had chunky, less elegant manoeuvres, and was less fun to slide around corners. I liked the Gallardo a lot better because it was less serious than the Ferrari, and so I desperately wanted the new one to (1) still be a laugh, and (2) really give the serious Ferrari a run for its money. I was a man on a mission: to shatter Ferrari’s renown as the great drivers’ car of the world. I also wanted to have a das frikken' blast.

I arrived at Willow Springs shocked at how rural the place was: some jet-black strips of asphalt winding around the desert. Absolute motoring nirvana. I started out on the main road course to gauge the power: the first thing I cared about. With launch control set, I compressed the right pedal with determination, and out came a symphonic roar that made Pavarotti suddenly sound like sneezing rodent. Yes, it is essentially audiological sex. Ferraris may emit a melodious acoustical riff, but the Gallardo pounds out a heavy-metal thrash suitable for soundtrack-ing Iron Man's suit-up.

Its acceleration was also obscene: a convincing catapult that got me to 60 mph in 3.7 seconds. And then it kept on going and going, with seemingly no resistance from air, friction, or the laws of physics, thanks to the 31% more-efficient aerodynamics. This thing is a fish. A torpedo. An F22 Raptor. It is the undisputed king of the wind tunnel.

Sooner than expected, I encountered the first corner, and attempted to make power slide fun. But I suddenly realized this bloody thing had loads of grip. Midway through turning around the corner, I still had yet to hear tyres squealing. No tyre squeal in a Lamborghini? Bizarre. Must be that four wheel drive. Right after the apex, I was able to kick the tail out a bit with buttery ease. The car arrived safely on the other side of the corner with little to no drama at all. It was spectacularly tractable.

Accelerating out of the corner was wonderfully mellifluous, thanks to Lambo’s worthwhile tinkering with the previously-problematic E-Gear system. Now there’s not an excuse to settle for the manual. You would only get one if you were a stuck-up, snobbish “purist” who demanded a stick.

Perhaps the car as a whole still lacks the perfection of the F430, but it is noticeably better than the last Gallardo. Not that you’re going to be thoughtfully cogitating about such mind-fat while behind the wheel, because you will more likely have dinner-plate eyes, a mortally wounded self-confidence, and a mahogany-colored streak on the underside of your trousers. The LP560-4 is bone-crushingly fast, and nothing is better than discovering this on a super-long stretch of barren Death Valley tarmac. The Lambo was born for such thrashes. It was a very pleasant moment.