Normally, most BangShift attention directed at Bentley is towards their racing efforts in the late 1920s and early 1930s. Otherwise, for the most part, a Bentley is for someone who wants the premise of a Rolls-Royce but the street cred of whichever rapper has one in their video. Or maybe they just feel like pissing all over the neighbors who just bought a Mercedes S-class. There has been one Bentley to catch our attention lately, the Continental GT3-R. It’s a celebration of Bentley’s work in the Blancpain GT series, an “inspired” model. Personally, a homologation special would wake us up even better, but imagine someone who is shopping for a Bentley being taught how to run a sequential gearbox for a moment. Great image, isn’t it?

Instead what Bentley cooked up was the most sporting version of the Conti yet: twin-turbocharged V8, an all-wheel-drive system that should save the asses of about 300 blue-bloods who were willing to dump well over $300,000 on one, a brake-actioned vectoring system, and a lot of green paint and carbon fiber everywhere. At least you can be assured that Bentley used real carbon fiber and not some AutoZone wrap kit. But what do we care about the car, really? This: For a nearly 5,000 pound sled of British automotive bragging, this mother hauls. It’s geared down for acceleration, will still smack 170 mph, and can be thrown around a track in the company of a Dodge Viper, all while your backside is coddled with the special British cattle that willingly donate their hides for your comfort! In fact, the only real outlandish touch (stripes and wing be damned, they match the Blancpain cars) is the exhaust note. What nearly hits 100 dB and sounds like a fleet of pissed-off Spitfire aircraft? You guessed it…