Top Gear drives the DeltaWing
The DeltaWing has had quite a year. This is what happened when we got behind the wheel…
Posted: 18 Dec 2012
My turn. To be perfectly honest, I'm not so much nervous as excited. It's ‘only' 300bhp, and the power-to-weight ratio is no more aggressive than in a supercharged Ariel Atom. Granted, that is one of the very fastest road cars, but it seems manageable when I've got slicks, warm, clean sunshine and a car that looks aggressively comical rather than downright evil.
Fire-proofed from scalp to ankle and with Lucas's HANS device doing the carbon collar duties, I wriggle into the foetal seat and wait there, helpless as a baby, while black-clad mechanics drop the Deltawing off its jacks, unplug laptops and tighten my belts. Now it's allup to me. Wait for the man at the front to make a twirly gesture, then flick ignition to P2 and press the start button until the engine catches. It's nothing like a 1.6-litre four, obviously - much angrier - then plunge the heavy clutch, thumb the green neutral button on the steering wheel and simultaneously pull the right-hand paddle for first. Clank. Give it some revs, allow the clutch to push back and we're off, rattling down the pits in a very tall first gear.