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Illustration for article titled The Ferrari F12berlinetta is the quickest RWD car ever

It broke during our 2013 Performance Car of the Year testing. So we got it back and flogged the crap out of the F12berlinetta after all the other cars went home, just to make sure it's really as batshit as it seemed. It is.


Robin Warner hooked up the car to our equipment and ran it through the full volley of tests, using the standard Pirelli rubber first, then the optional Michelins.

The test results speak for themselves. 0-60 in 2.9. 0-100 in 6.6. The quarter in 10.9.


We've never tested a faster RWD production vehicle.

And it's not just about the raw numbers. After driving the car on the Motown Mile, Jack Baruth had this to say:

When I was a child visiting Disney World, I heard a rumor that there was a special room at the top of Cinderella's castle for exceptionally wealthy or lucky children. Not true: It was a storage area. But so many people heard the story that Disney finally decided to make it true. When the legend becomes necessary, build the legend.

Ferraris have never been quite as good, magical, or blindingly quick as their legend suggested. Until now. This big twelve-cylinder GT, the direct descendent of the 365 Daytona, does it all. It has the delicacy of an old F355 and the raw pace of an old F-104 Starfighter. Everything about this car has been relentlessly polished. It isn't until the second half of the course, as I'm offhandedly hanging the ass of the thing within a few inches of those very expensive landing lights, that I realize: This is truly a driver's car.

The F12berlinetta has a passenger-side LCD to show speed and gear information, and I happen to have a passenger, one of the airport employees. His eyes are fixed on the screen; it's less frightening than watching the car barrel toward a concrete barrier. I'd thought the big red coupe would be tough to hold flat through the kink, but it's exhilarating, not frightening. "How'd we do?" I ask.

"One thirty-eight," he responds, his eyes shut and neck straining against the g-loading of a brake-and-turn before the V-12 wakes up again and fires us, stutter-stepping, into the next right-hander. I can't lie: I was able to hit the same number in the GT-R, but in the Nissan it felt like unlocking an Xbox achievement. In the Ferrari, it felt like the climax of a Michael Bay film.


Travis also thought it was swell.


And it looks pretty great, too.

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