I awoke at 5:00 a.m. that morning to test the top speed of a sparkling red Porsche Carrera GT that I rented from AutoEurope, a rental car agency in Germany. For the reasonable fee of $1,500 USD per day, I could cruise around Germany, strafe the autobahns, and test the car's handling through the mountain passes in and around this beautiful region.
Traffic was unusually light as I entered the autobahn at about 80 mph. Most of the cars were traveling slightly faster, around 85 to 95 mph. There were some delivery trucks on the road as well, but they were holding steady at around 75 mph and didn't seem to pose much of a hazard. Conditions were right for an unofficial top speed test.
As I approached a long, clear stretch of road, I pressed the accelerator into the floor. The furious roar from the engine, which, was positioned just behind me in this mid-engine machine, scared me at first because it sounded like a military jet taking off right in my ear. I wasn't prepared for the fury released by this engine at full throttle.

The numbers on the digital speedometer began to climb with breathtaking speed. By the time I stopped focusing on the throbbing and buzzing behind my head and was able to refocus on the road, the car was going 110 mph. Soon the digital speedometer showed 135 mph, then 155, 170, and 180 mph. Driving at that speed is certainly a unique and even otherworldly experience. Because of your intense concentration on the road and the speed at which objects are flying past you, time seems to slow down and things become eerily silent.
I was generating some serious numbers: numbers that should have concerned me at the time but didn't. At around 187 mph, the car's acceleration began to diminish, likely related to the substantial aerodynamic forces acting on a vehicle at this speed. Slowly but steadily, the speedometer continued to increase: 197, 201, and 203 mph.
Just as the car approached its top speed of 205 mph, and just as I was about to successfully complete my top-speed experiment, it happened. In my peripheral vision, I noticed a black speck in the rear-view mirror approaching at an unbelievably high rate of speed. In no time at all the vision became clear.
Traveling at more than 200 mph, I was about to be passed by the King of All Supercars: the extremely rare $1,000,000, 1,000 horsepower Bugatti Veyron. As is customary on the autobahn, slower cars move over to allow faster cars to pass, and this was no exception. That's exactly what I did. I was stunned. How could this happen? Who passes someone at 205 mph? Just when I was about to have the satisfaction of being able to tell people that I drove a Porsche Carrera GT at top speed on the autobahn, I was denied the privilege.
The truth is that it never happened. I never rented a Porsche in Germany and I've never been on the autobahn. All of this was a product of my overactive imagination and my passion for automobiles. But it did make me think about which supercar I would buy if I had half a million dollars to spend. While my imaginary rented Carrera GT might be a candidate for my dream garage, its status as a discontinued model means it's off my consideration list. Also disqualified from the list is the car that formerly held the title of the World's Fastest Car before the Bugatti was built. The McLaren F1, a joint effort between BMW and race-car builder McLaren, had a top speed of 240 mph. Since it is no longer produced, it doesn't make the cut.
There's the Ferrari Enzo, which may be referred to as the Ferrari Ferrari Enzo, if you prefer, because the word Ferrari is technically part of the model name. With 650 hp, the car is by no means slow. However, because of demand from loyal buyers, Ferrari is about to release the Ferrari FXX, an ultra-superfast version of the Enzo built from the same chassis with upgraded horsepower and handling. It produces a staggering 800 hp. However, since each of these models costs more than $1,000,000, both are beyond my imaginary budget.
The Ferrari 599 GTB Fiorano, however, is a different animal and one that I find highly appealing. At $350,000, if you can find one at that price, it fits within my budget. What I like most about this super-supercar is its power. An engine with 612 hp launches the car from 0-62 mph in 3.7 seconds. But the coolest feature is the F1-like, multi-position adjustment knob on the steering wheel called a manettino. Variables like ride stiffness and the threshold at which the stability system intervenes can be adjusted quickly and easily with this handy switch. Drivers can choose from five settings of shock absorber stiffness, traction and stability control, and steering ratio. In essence, the vehicle's behavior can be changed at the touch of a button.
For an imaginary $500,000, the Ferrari 599 meets all my requirements. It's fast, handles superbly, and has looks to die for. The Porsche Carrera GT is fun and interesting, but being passed at 200 mph can be slightly embarrassing. With a faster 0-60 time and a higher top speed, the Ferrari is the one I would choose to ward off fast-approaching Bugattis. In a drag race, I'd still lose, but I think I'd look better being passed in a Ferrari 599 than a Porsche Carrera. The 599 is far more attractive and the only supercar I'd want in my imaginary garage.