Porsche 918 Spyder at The Island

Porsche 918 Spyder at The Island

Porsche 918 Spyder at The Island

by February 29, 2016

We don’t know who designed the Phillip Island circuit, but we wouldn’t be surprised if they were the sort of person who watches car crash compilations on YouTube for fun.

It’s the kind of place where, if you fall off, you close your eyes, bend the brake pedal and do Hail Marys. Not the ideal venue, you’d think, to let a bunch of Aussie motoring hacks loose in the fastest and most expensive road-going Porsche ever.

Even on the oceanic tarmac at Dubai airport it would’ve been brave of Porsche to unleash journos in its $1.5m 918 Spyder, let alone a track with gravel traps the size of Olympic long-jump pits, with a secondary line of old tyres filled with mosquito larvae.

But, ah, those folks at Porsche aren’t so silly. They organised a pacecar: Craig Baird. In a Carrera Cup car. Which has MOTOR tasting fingernails. And puts into perspective just how fast the 918 – a car that seeks to distill Porsche at its engineering mightiest – really is.

Porsche 918 Spyder rearIts spec sheet is poetry to an engineer’s ear. A carbonfibre monocoque cradles a 4.6-litre naturally-aspirated V8 based, in concept at least, on that in the RS Spyder LMP2 car. A rev limit that causes eyes to disbelievingly squint, 9150rpm, and a 13.5:1 compression ratio, combine to crank 447kW at 8700rpm and 540Nm at 6700rpm.

Oh, yes, a Clubsport makes more torque than that, you chortle. But a Clubsport doesn’t have an extra 210kW and 585Nm of electric motors. One at each end, fore and aft, work the 918’s lower revs like hum-quiet rockets.

The 585Nm is all yours from 1rpm. Together the V8 and electric motors make 652kW at 8500rpm and “between” 917Nm and 1280Nm, because to unleash such torque in the lower gears would be tyre-frying madness. The torque figure alone is enough to make you arch your head backwards and cackle. It’s plain silly in a car that weighs 1634kg.

Porsche 918 Spyder front -pitsWe’re talking 0-100km/h in 2.6sec, 0-200km/h in 7.2, 0-400m in 9.9, and a 345km/h v-max. It’s worth remembering Porsche is conservative with its cars’ performance claims. And yet, the 918 can average just 3.1L/100km.

In its all-electric E-Power mode the 918 moves silently and can do around 30 kilometres on batteries alone. With 240V power the 918 will fully recharge in less than four hours. Plugged into a quick charging socket, 25 minutes.

And even in electric-only mode you’ll embarrass hot hatches at the lights – the 918 will do 0-100km/h in just over seven silent seconds. It feels fast, too, because there’s no engine roaring as it pulls through gears – it’s just silent, eerie thrust, the building of tyre noise and a subtle but cool electric motor whine. 

Porsche 918 spyder side drivingAbout two thirds through the throttle pedal travel there’s a stiff point which, when pushed through, disrupts the peace with 4.6 litres of flat plane-crank V8. Having “warmed up” in a 911 Turbo and 911 GT3, two cars that hardly feel like they have socks stuck in their airboxes, MOTOR is invited, surreally, to the 918’s driver’s seat.

Sunk into the low, recessed seat, in a nest of glossy carbon fibre, the 918 is like sitting in a giant street luge. You feel 5mm off the deck. Two headlights menacingly bulge at the bottom corners of the windscreen. 

We have just three laps to acclimatise to left-hand drive, a man in the passenger seat trying to shout over a 9000rpm V8 in a thick German accent, and four driving modes to sample. The 918 will do 290-odd km/h on the front straight, too, we’re told.

Porsche 918 Spyder interiorIt begins by selecting drive with a dash-mounted shift selector, the size of a small chicken drumstick. Having purred to the end of pit lane and checking, 17 times, that the car is pointing in a straight line out of the pit exit, test driver Mattias Hoffsuemmer gives the thumbs up and MOTOR gives the 918 full berries in first gear.

Fractions of a second later, it feels like all the blood from my eyeballs has sloshed to the back of my skull. I’m only just able to keep my vision on the suddenly-rapidly-approaching horizon. The thrust is just severe. Gnngghhll, I groan, as my chin presses into my chest. It’s disorientating, almost uncomfortable, borderline violent.

It sounds fast, too, rising in volume and menace as you roar through that giant tacho. At 7000rpm it feels like the noise and intensity have reached their climax. Yet there’s still two numbers to go on the tacho. At 9000rpm the thing is howling with rage, the distinctive sound of a flat-plane crank V8. In fact, it sounds similar to a 458 Italia, whose not-so-different engine uses the same crank configuration.

Porsche 918 Spyder rear drivingIt’s loud, but is the 918 musical? If you asked the Sydney Symphony Orchestra to recreate the 918’s exhaust note, it wouldn’t take that many instruments. They’d just need to be played angrily. The acceleration having had its way with my innards, like spaghetti in a centrifuge, I am able to start focusing on just what is happening as we tip into turn one.

It takes both flat whites I had that morning to be able to mentally record every sensation of my three laps for later playback. And three laps, even at Phillip Island, doesn’t last long in something this quick.

A few corners later, the first thing I notice, perhaps obviously, is the steering. It’s meaty yet, at 2.3 turns lock-to-lock, lithe. It’s heavy in your hands, even if the information from the front tyres is coming to you through copper cable more than fibre-optic.

Porsche steering cornersNot even a 918 is immune to the slight anaesthesia of electric steering, it seems. That said, I’d happily trade some steering sensitivity for the 918’s reassuringly calm wheel as I hit 277km/h on the main straight.

The brakes are truly otherworldly. Some cars’ brakes are too good for the tyres and headbutt the ABS. Others, the brakes won’t bother the ABS, there’s too much rubber. In the 918, the thing holding the brakes back is the fact you routinely miss leg day at the gym.

It feels like no matter how hard your input – and we’re talking trying-to-crack-a-marble-with-your-foot hard – the pedal is down there laughing at you. You press harder, harder, harder, expecting to feel a flutter of ABS, but instead it feels like the rear wheels are going to become airborne. The brakes are almighty.

Porsche open doorsPorsche says the 918’s centre of gravity is below the wheel nuts. We believe them. And in fact, the feeling is exaggerated given the 918 is in fact, at 1634kg, quite a tubby supercar. (The Carrera GT weighed 1250kg.) This car, too, is the Diet Edition, the “Weissach Pack”, stripped 41kg further, in a car with already single-digit body fat.

With the centre of gravity so low, body roll is almost non-existent; if the 918 had an aviation horizon gauge it’d barely budge. It corners so flat it would surely win the World Slalom Championship. Centrifugal cornering force feels like it’s channelled right into the tyre, permitting huge mid-corner speeds.

It’s easy to drive fast, too. Brake hard and late as you dare, or merely as much as your hamstring can muster. Tip in with that lithe steering, feel the immense lateral grip available, and if you balls-up your entry speed, there’ll be predictable, natural understeer, felt pretty easily through that gorgeous steering wheel.

Porsche 918 Spyder front drivingIn the higher speed corners, if you’ve got ribbon-winning gentleman vegetables you can feel the 918’s aero working, too, smushing it into the road. The 918 does a superb job of concealing its 1634kg – until your right foot gets greedy punching off an apex. And with 652kW, 1280Nm, and few issues with traction, punch off apexes you can, like a shell leaving a cannon.

Towards the end of my three laps I discover, in fact, the stunning acceleration means it’s easy to barrel into the next corner too fast. I catapult out of the Island’s tight, right-hand Turn 10, only to arrive at the long, left-hand Turn 11 quicker than expected.

I turn the car expecting understeer, but in fact get oversteer, as the rear runs out of grip. It’s a little sudden, but still friendly, and makes me mentally thank the subtle but effective ESP calibration.

Porsche 918 Spyder stillIs the 918 fun? Sure, but it’ll be nervous laughter, hands sweaty and shaking, needing a good lie down afterwards. Having awed you with its spaceship acceleration, brutal brakes, cornering talent and absurd mid-corner speed – its sheer ability as a performance car – it simply sucks the words from your brain. You come away with respect for what is one actually devastatingly quick, yet super special car. The 918 is easily one of the greatest performance cars ever made.

That’s not even considering it can wear numerplates overseas, can drive to the shops in silence using no fuel, yet would also make mincemeat of any PCOTY winner. Our time with it was maddeningly brief, yet we’re grateful it happened. And that we didn’t attempt any Phillip Island long jump.

5 out of 5 stars

Porsche 918 Spyder Weissach Pack
Body: 2-door, 2-seat convertible
Drive: all-wheel
Engine: 4593cc V8, DOHC, 32v
Bore/stroke: 95.0 x 81.0mm
Compression: 13.5:1
Power: 652kW @ 8500rpm (combined)
Torque: 917-1280Nm (overall system)
Power-to-weight: 395kW/tonne
0-100km/h: 2.6sec (claimed)
Top Speed: 345km/h (claimed)
Consumption: 3.1L/100km (claimed)
Emissions: 72g/km CO2 (claimed)
Transmission: 7-speed dual-clutch
Weight: 1634kg
Suspension: double wishbones, coil springs, adaptive dampers, anti-roll bar (f) multi-links, coil springs, adaptive dampers, anti-roll bar (r)
L/W/H: 4643/1940/1167mm
Wheelbase: 2730mm
Tracks: 1664/1612mm (f/r)
Steering: electrically-assisted rack-and-pinion
Brakes: 410mm ventilated/drilled ceramic discs, 6-piston calipers (f); 390mm ventilated/ drilled ceramic discs, 4-piston calipers (r)
Wheels: 20 x 9.5-inch (f); 21 x 12.5-inch (r)
Tyres: 265/35 ZR20 (f); 325/30 ZR21 (r) Michelin Pilot Sport Cup 2
Price: A$1,500,000 (approx)
Positives: Stunning acceleration, the noise it makes at 9150rpm, handling, brakes… Everything
Negatives: You need to be loaded to own one, even then they’re all sold out and never came in right-hand drive