![]() Hands consciously light on the steering wheel. The rules: keep the car centered in the lane. ![]() ![]() The engine relaxes, and the car’s momentum begins to build again. Wait ’til the needle gets near the redline… patience… shift. Allow your eyes to dip down briefly to the tachometer. Things can go hinky at this velocity, so try to stay relaxed. It’s a clatter, rubber clawing into asphalt in a frenzied rotation. ![]() Road noise begins to drown out the sound of the engine at 145 mph. Stretch a pinky and neatly trigger the right-hand paddle shifter. Another tick of a second, maybe two, and the car breaks the 120-mph barrier. The engine thrums richly, full of power and promise. One hundred miles an hour comes on easily, effortlessly, a tenor clearing his throat, Usain Bolt stretching his legs. He’s raced at Le Mans, crushed a car in a 50-ton tank, and now, he’s bringing his unique style to The Verge. This is The Harper Spin, a weekly column from seasoned auto critic Jason H.
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