Electric Ferrari: should we cry?

Nine hundred euros is the fine that buyers of the new Ferrari 296 GTB will have to pay. Isn’t it expensive enough, son? It is true that we can do worse with the least proletarian gas SUV.

A “green” Ferrari? Uh… the nice touch from 100 km/h in 2.9 seconds, from 0 to 200 in 7.3 seconds and then it peaks at 330 km/h. All this with 149 g of CO2 per kilometer on the label.

The little secret is a 167 hp electric motor coupled through the gearbox to a new 663 hp 3-liter V6 turbo. One hundred and sixty-seven horsepower isn’t a lot, but enough to halve the machine’s C02 emissions compared to the previous V8…

And by the way, combined with a small battery of 7.4 kWh, rechargeable on the network, to travel 25 km without brooaar or vroom, but bzzzz up to 135 km/h. Admittedly, it will be necessary to choose between 25 km and 135 km/h, but driving a Ferrari that stands out in the city for the single squeak of its tires, this should not be unpleasant.

For me, this car completes to demonstrate the inanity of the 100% thermal engine, the “engine” as the English say, and the superiority of the “engine”: the electric motor.

The gentleman driver prefers the jet or the TGV

Also, these monsters, we could electrify them to 100%, it wouldn’t make me lose frizz. It’s also on the program for Ferrari until 2025, Chevrolet Corvette next year, and Alpine for the foreseeable future.

However, I am not one of those who advocate a market for 100% pure electric cars by 2035, as predicted by the European Commission. Neither desirable nor possible in my humble opinion.

But for Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Maseratis, Paganis, Bugattis, Koenigseggs, Hennesys, McLarens, Astons, Martins, I don’t see where the problem would be. Few models, therefore, few resource constraints and, above all, no need for great autonomy. It is no longer a question, as in the 1930s or 1950s, of going at night and all at once from the Deauville casino to the Monaco casino to recover. The death-defying roadster moron in the strobe curve of the plane trees is perfectly frayed automotive romanticism.

With the exception of the merry ones that cross Europe or the United States at 8,000 rpm in races like Cannonball or Gumball, the gentleman pilot of the 21st century prefers, for his long trips, the jet or even the helicopter, in the worst case, for those who saw the Greta, the TGV.

Electric Ferrari: should we cry?

Ferrari and dump, same fight

So what is a Ferrari or a Lambo for today? To show off in Time Square or the Champs-Élysées (€89 per hour on Drive-me, i.e. twelve ups and downs when traffic is smooth), go to Golf, from Cannes to Saint-Tropez, from Biarritz to Hendaye , anyway, nothing that exceeds two hundred kilometers round trip…

In fact, a sports car, just like a dumpster, a 50 cm3 scooter, a mail carrier, a Parisian plumber’s van, or a golf cart are eminently electrifiable. Like any vehicle used to make circles or turns not far from its base.

We might even add most motorcycles, those that never sleep outside their garage and whose more extreme “road trips” rarely take them out of their registration department, as well as hurting their backs and it might rain, but I stop laughing.

Mechanical cathedral or power plant?

Electric Ferrari: should we cry?

Sacrilege the electric supercar? Yes, a little: we will miss the roar of the V8, the roar of the V12, the roar, the vocalizations and everything that wakes the inhabitant of Neuilly-Auteuil-Passy on Friday and Saturday nights.

Mechanical nobility will no longer survive. But we are no longer in the advent of the sacred overhead camshafts, but rather variable intake, exhaust valves, three-stage turbo, sodium-cooled valves… the hood looks more like a gas factory than a mechanical cathedral. to kneel before.

From the gas plants to the power plant, would the leap be that considerable?

Performance, as we’ve known from the first Tesla, wouldn’t miss a thing.

Give a Dyson or Moulinex engine maker some chunky magnets, a few miles of copper wire, two Tesla batteries, and he’ll give you a supercar engine that burns the tires and rips the tarmac better than the late Dodge’s V10. Viper.

So what’s the argument for the “mechanical” engine (let’s leave the “thermal” on route) in front of a supercar’s rear wheels? Its great autonomy that renews a simple pistol shot? This autonomy, I have just written, the ferrarista or the lamborghinista has nothing to stamp, his reserve witness, he sees it three or four times a year. And ? The pleasure of correctly measuring power, shifting gears smoothly with the best torque and range? Pleasure of the sedan owner, the boxes of these cars have long been roboticized and even assisted to the point of automated kicks from heel to toe.

With the electricity fairy hegemony, it will take talent, even genius, of communicators and merchants to keep these automobile aristocrats their nobility privileges and their elite prices.

Once again, it will be the designers and engineers who will save the day.

I bet that the first cars that will explore the revolutionary architectural possibilities allowed by electric motorization will be the supercars. And they’ll have a bell inside…

Electric Ferrari: should we cry?

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