In 2019, a Bentley Continental GT set a new production car world record at the Pikes Peak International Hill Climb. New Zealand-born driver and three-time King of the Mountain Rhys Millen piloted the 626bhp behemoth up the treacherous 12.48-mile stretch of alpine road in 10min 18.488sec - smashing the previous record (set by a Porsche 911 Turbo S) by 8.4sec.

Jump to 2020, to a soggy winter’s day in Northamptonshire, and another New Zealand-born driver (albeit with no race experience and zero King of the Mountain titles) is awkwardly trying to climb into that same car without clouting his head on its substantial roll cage. That person is me, and while I wasn’t entirely successful in avoiding a bit of a knock to my noggin, the following drive was still unforgettable.

Although it is still technically a production car, this is by no means your average Conti. Inside, recognisable Bentley switchgear, dials and controls are bizarrely juxtaposed against the aforementioned cage, exposed welds, wiring looms and a fire extinguisher system. The glorious leather-upholstered sofas that usually pose as chairs have been replaced by a set of full-on racing buckets. There aren’t any carpets, and there’s no real sound-deadening, either.

So when its twin-turbocharged W12 fires into life, its usual rumble is replaced by a violent, almost deranged bark. Forget about the stately isolation and refinement you’d usually associate with Bentley’s phenomenal grand tourer. For all intents and purposes, this car sounds and feels like a full-on racer. 

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It goes like one, too. Plant your foot and that bark swells to a savage roar as the Conti squats down on its haunches and lunges furiously at the horizon. The sound of stones clattering loudly off its underbelly is drowned out by thunder, and you’re forced back into your seat as the engine’s 664lb ft comes into play. Forget about climbing mountains: that’s enough torque to move them entirely.