This is Wraith. It is otherworldly in power and effortless comfort. We 90% like this car. The quiet menace of that face. The relentless fury belied by that grill, The unseemly shrieks of speed and combustion that no one will ever hear, but will wither the souls of those it passes nonetheless.
Except for the ass. Come on now Rolls. Do a flat deck, er, boot with C-pillar buttresses, a la Jaguar XJ-S and we have the car of the year. Instead, they channeled the 1983 Mercury Capri and the 2002 BMW 7-series for the rear. Avert your eyes; the view from behind is Medusan. Continue reading “The Nine”