Audi TT Offroad concept debuts as a 124-mpg hybrid with wireless charging
The TT. Audi’s diminutive sports car. Since production began in 1998, the two-door coupe has aged with the pugnacity of a grizzled New Yorker, but not in size. And why would it, as the arrival of the TT RS proved, adding some grit makes for a rather captivating dish. And so you’ll excuse us for being puzzled by the Audi TT Offroad concept.
Ask me or any auto expert what’s the fastest car you can buy for any given amount, and we could easily cough up several options. Same for most luxurious, or off-roadable, or any other measurement. Yet there’s one type of question that’s far harder to answer: What’s the greenest, most environmentally friendly car you can buy today?
April 23: Bob Burman sets the world speed record in the Blitzen Benz on this date in 1911
One hundred and three years ago today — April 23, 1911 — Bob Burman set the world speed record of 225.65 kmh (140.21 mph) in Daytona Beach, Fla. behind the wheel of the Blitzen Benz. The 200-hp car was twice as fast as aircraft of its time, and Burman’s record would stand for eight years. […]
The Lotus Europa was one of the stranger sports cars of the ’70s, but still managed to corner like a sheepdog thanks to its low weight and fiberglass body. This example caught by Dave Lindsay is fairly typical of the nicer early ’70s Type 62 Europas Lotus exported to the United States; by today’s standards they’re odd, underpowered and unreliable — which means they have a fervent fan base. If you have a shot to share, please add it to the Motoramic group on Flickr, or send us a message via Twitter, Facebook and Google+.
Ken Block plays soccer in his 650-hp rally car, because “Footkhana”
We’ve seen Ken Block slide his 650 hp Ford Fiesta rally car through the streets of San Fransisco and, more recently, around Miley Cirus’ wrecking ball. But how he is he at playing soccer while doing these things? It turns out, quite good. Welcome to the world of Footkhana, where Ken Block faces his toughest challenge yet — defeat Neymar, Jr., a Brazilian soccer football star, in a head-to-head battle of fancy footwork.
In MotoGP, a most strange sport, compact, highly fit men, most of them Spanish, Italian, Japanese, or Australian, maneuver 350-lb., multimillion-dollar motorcycles around Formula One tracks at 220 mph while wearing computerized suits that inflate when they fall off at speed. It feels as though you’re watching Tron live, and the crashes are just as spectacular. Driving these things requires a lot of nerve, as well as generous levels of Euro-style machismo. The riders of MotoGP can’t walk down the street in Barcelona or Milan without being followed by screaming fans. They’re like some sort of unholy marriage between Daft Punk and Apollo astronauts. In the United States, they’re just guys walking down the street.