TopGear drives the Pagani Huayra
Physics is pinned down and under siege, each gearchange another grenade rolled into the foxhole where Newton is ripping up equations and banging his head repeatedly on a table. Einstein, whiter-haired than usual, is cowering in a corner, blank-eyed and weeping. One kilometer of bumpy Italian back road at full throttle in the new Pagani Huayra, and you'll start to question the fundamentals. I've been driving it for more than an hour, and have just forced myself to shut my arid mouth with an audible click. This thing - to put it wholly inadequately - is deranged.