Giant, sharp arrows raging their way across the roof. Acres of stencilled-on lettering in a scary, quasi-military typeface. Chequered flags on the flanks. And on the dash another pair of arrows aimed, bizarrely and slightly sinisterly, at the passenger’s groin. An orange roof, orange wheels, red brake calipers and genuine carbon-fibre spoilers and arch extensions. This might be kinda fun on a concept car, but if you had to drive this thing through your own town every day, it’d be a bit like going out wearing well-padded underpants outside your trousers.
Words: Paul Horrell
Photography: Lee Brimble
This feature was originally published in the January issue of Top Gear magazine