A hypermiler's nightmare. The evil twin of the Smart Car. Official "Gas Guzzler" with a monster V12 engine on a chassis designed to exceed 180 mph stock and cruise at a governed 155 mph. A racing limousine. An aircraft with four wide wheels. Built like a tank and nearly as heavy. Capable of draining its 27 gallon tank of premium in about an hour (if you dare!).
The day I bought her, I drove her home, parked her in my garage and fired her up. Instantly, the gas line from the tank to the left bank fuel filter ruptured, flooding the floor of the garage with volitile premium. Luckily, I shut her down without igniting the fumes that surely would have destroyed her and my home. She's evil, I tell you; evil as the night is dark. She is my dark side. Don't get in my way with your silly, slow, little wheezy cars. She'l gulp more gas in ten minutes than you've saved in your whole life. Evil. Pure evil.
Stock air dam.