Besides being the sports car of the well-heeled, the grandest of grand touring machines available today, and one super-Brit’s marque of choice, Aston Martin is known for luxury. Their cars will haul plenty of ass, don’t get that part mixed up, but there’s also been that air of upper crust about the brand. And within my lifetime, at least, they’ve done pretty well on that front. The DB7, DB9, Vantage, Virage, Vanquish….yes, all day long. We’ll ignore the one mis-step that is the Aston Martin Cygnet in favor of the fleet of sublime cars we’d roadtrip thousands of miles in. But drag racing? Eh…we can’t expressly say that seeing an Aston Martin lining up at a Christmas tree is the first thing we’d come up with. We’re picturing Alpine pass road with switchbacks, or a very empty stretch of Autobahn.
But here you go…a one-off body, registered and insured for street use, capable of slamming home a seven-second quarter-mile time while looking as stately as ever. We doubt that this car is included in the official production number of 1,050 cars made between 1989 and 2000, but who cares. It looks resplendent and at the same time as threatening as Vinnie Jones, turning red with a vein bulging out of his neck. It’s the last thing we would’ve expected to see race and we love it because of that reason!