In terms of sheer speed, power and history-making levels of engineering excess, the Bugatti Veyron is a success. Bugatti's parent, Volkswagen, set out to build the fastest production car in the world, and it did. There is a photo of the thing right there in the 2007 edition of the Guinness Book of World Records, under the heading, Fastest Production Car. It is said to achieve a top speed of 407kph, and that's faster than any production car ever.
But here's the problem with setting out to conquer a superlative: there's always someone lurking around the corner, drawing a target on your back. Ask the Petronas Twin Towers (at 452m, the world's tallest buildings for six years, until the Taipei 101 tower went to 509m in 2004). Or Hank Aaron.
Once the bar is moved, you're a historical footnote. That might be why, despite a total run of only 300 cars, half of the Bugatti Veyrons scheduled for production are still unsold.
Oh, sure, the price might be a factor, too. The Veyron is rather expensive - about US$1.4 million, although sometimes the price is quoted at US$1.3 million or US$1.5 million, depending on the exchange rate. (At this level, the price should be quoted in terms of a larger monetary unit anyway, like Ferrari F430s or Christie Brinkley divorce settlements.)
As bad as this may make you feel about your own financial situation, the world has plenty of big-money car nuts with $1 million-plus to spend on a Veyron. But so far, despite fawning reports in the media, the market has given it a lukewarm reception. The problem, from my point of view, is that the world's most expensive car comes from the people's car company, and I suspect that the Veyron is ultimately the VW Phaeton of the supercar stage: Its engineering is beyond reproach, but its origins don't satisfy the brand snobs who have the money to buy one.
If you own a VW Passat with the W8 motor, then you own half of a Veyron engine, minus the turbos. That's a fantastic bragging right for the Passat owner, but not so great for the person who just spent the equivalent of seven Ferrari F430s to buy a Veyron.
Certainly, Bugatti is one of the most esteemed European marques ever. But count me among the people who fail to understand the trend of reviving long-dead prestige brands. You've got to earn a reputation, not dust one off. There is no authenticity without continuity.
Yet Bugatti, along with Maybach and Spyker, seem to believe that there's no statute of limitations on the brand appeal of automakers that had their glory days before World War II. Hoping that buyers will embrace a supercar because it wears a once-glorious badge is like hoping people will assume your son's a great baseball player because you named him Honus Wagner.
One wonders why, since VW already owns Bentley, the Veyron doesn't simply wear the Flying B. What would be so wrong if the world's fastest car were a Bentley - and might it have sold better that way?
I suppose time, and some distant Pebble Beach lawn event, will tell whether the Bugatti Veyron is as successful with collectors as it is at decimating speed records. What is undebatable right now is that the select few who own (or lease) a Veyron hold the keys to the world's greatest automotive thrill ride.
Depending on your previous exposure to big-horsepower cars, the initial second of acceleration might not seem out of the ordinary - even with all-wheel-drive, a car has only so much traction off the line, and a Porsche 911 Turbo can spin all four tires out of the gate, too.