Ferrari 296 vs Ferrari 812

What's the difference?

Anyone who says electrification somehow muddies the Ferrari formula is wrong. This plug-in Prancing Horse is among the most potent and direct vehicles I’ve ever driven, and the electric motor only adds to the experience.

Clearly, this is not a car for everyone, and you’d have to question whether it’s a car for anyone, really, but people who like spending $610,000 on Ferraris, and waiting in a queue to do so, will be delighted, because it delivers the kind of exclusivity, and bragging rights, that you’d have to hope a car called Superfast would.

Personally, it’s a little too much, a little too over the top and definitely too mad, but if rockets are your thing, you won’t be disappointed.

It is hard not to swoon when you gaze upon the 296 GTS, and I say that with no bias - I don’t think all Ferraris have looked this good.

But this is Ferrari at its dreamy, sweeping best, from the tarmac-kissing front — which generates so much downforce and cooling it negates the need for active aero — to its swollen haunches and the glass-topped engine window.

So what’s the difference between this and the GTB? Largely it is the ability to drop the folding roof, meaning you can feel the wind in your hair and that exhaust in your soul. To be honest, though, I reckon it looks better top up...

It’s a cockpit-style driver’s set-up inside, and there’s lots I love and some things I don’t. But let’s start with the steering wheel, which might be one of the best in existence.

It feels magic under the touch, as do the giant flappy paddles which remain fixed in place as you turn the wheel.

It’s also surprisingly comfortable in the figure-hugging sports seats, though climbing in and out of them is not necessarily something you want to do in front of a crowd.

Downsides? There is plenty of tech in the 296 cabin, but it’s all controlled from the steering wheel, making it fiddly and annoying to use.

Also, there are F1-levels of complexity on the control-everything steering wheel, and if I’m being honest, there are some buttons or switches, the function of which I still don’t fully understand.

It’s very… big, isn’t it? And it looks even bigger in the flesh with a bonnet you could use to put a roof over your tennis court. In all, the Superfast is 4.6m long, almost 2.0m wide and weighs 1.5 tonnes, so it certainly has presence.

Making something this big look good is a challenge even for those as talented as Ferrari’s design team, but they have nailed it. The front has what appears to be a mouth, poised to swallow lesser cars whole like some whale shark Terminator. 

The bonnet appears to be flaring its nostrils, and looks fabulous from the driver’s seat, and the swooping side and taut rear complete things nicely.

Personally, it still just looks too big to be a Ferrari, but then this is not a mid-engined super car, it’s a grand touring rocket ship, and the ultimate expression of unnecessary excess, and it pulls off that aura perfectly.

What do you want to know around practicality? We’re talking two seats, about 200 litres of cargo space total and a couple of smallish storage spaces in the cabin. And… that’s about it.

Next question, please.

Practicality isn’t really your concern when you buy a two-seat mega car like this, so let’s just say it’s about as practical as you would expect it to be. Not very, then.

Is it possible that any car - save one made from gold, dusted with diamonds and stuffed with truffles - would represent good value at a price of $610,000? It seems unlikely, but then people who can spend that much assay value differently, and would probably say that something as profound as the 812 Superfast is worth buying at any price.

Another way to look at it is price-per-litre, which is less than $100,000, considering you do get 6.5 litres of V12 Ferrari donk. Or you could go by kilowatt, which works out at nearly $1000 each for your 588kW.

Other than that you do get a lot of leather, a high-quality interior, superior exterior styling, badge-snob value that’s hard to put a price on and vast swathes of F1-derived technology. And a free car cover.

Now we're talking. The powertrain here is both tremendous and terrifying, pairing a 3.0-litre twin-turbo-petrol V6 with a rear mounted electric motor, and a 7.5kWh battery, to deliver a total 610kW and 740Nm. That power is fed through an eight-speed dual-clutch auto transmission.

Those are, frankly, scary numbers, and enough, Ferrari says, to dispatch 100km/h in just 2.9 seconds, and to push on to a top speed of 330km/h.

I did want to give the epic, enormous 6.5-litre naturally aspirated V12 engine a perfect 10 here, but when I paused to think about it I had to admit that it is, quite possibly, a little too powerful.

Yes, it is amazing to think Ferrari can build a car that has 588kW (800 horsepower - hence the 812 nomenclature; 800 horses and 12 cylinders) and doesn’t just dig itself a hole in the road as soon as you put your foot down.

And yes, it does provide the kind of performance that makes all other cars seems a bit piss poor and pathetic, even the really good ones. 

But honestly, who could ever use it all, or need it all? They might seem like irrelevant questions, I guess, because it’s all about conspicuous over-excess, a car like this, so really the question is, would anyone want to live with 588kW and 718Nm of torque, or is it just too scary in reality?

Well, a little bit, yes, but Ferrari’s engineers have been wise enough not to actually give you all of that power, all the time. Torque is limited in the first three gears, and maximum mental power is actually only available, in theory, at 8500rpm in seventh gear, at which point you’d be approaching its top speed of 340km/h.

The fact that you can rev an engine this big, and this lusciously loud, all the way to 8500rpm is, however, a joy that would never tire.

In more practical terms, you can run 0-100km/h in 2.9 seconds (although cheaper, less crazy cars can do that, too) or 200km/h in 7.9 (which is a tiny bit slower than the far lighter McLaren 720S).

What you can’t do, of course, is achieve any of those numbers on winter tyres, or roads with snow on them.

As well as the ability to start up and slink away silently, the Ferrari 296 GTS’s little battery will deliver a 25km EV-only driving range, and contribute to the overall claimed fuel use of just 6.5L/100km.

Charging is AC only, and the the brand reckons it takes around 90mins to top up using an 11kW charger. The self-charging is on-point, though, with the Ferrari able to quickly recoup energy from braking and the like to top up the battery without needing to plug in.

Much as you can’t have a good volcano without some serious lava, you can’t have 800 horsepower without burning a lot of dead dinosaur goo. The Superfast has a claimed fuel-economy figure of 14.9L/100km, but on our drive the screen just said "Ha!" and we burned through a whole tank of fuel in less than 300km. 
Theoretical emissions are 340g/km of CO2.

The engine is undoubtedly a highlight, and we’ll get to that in a moment, but I first want to talk about the steering in this car.

It might sound like a weird point to get hung up on, but it is sensational, and maybe the best I’ve ever experienced. Generally speaking, super-responsive steering can risk feeling overly sharp and uncomfortable when cruising, but somehow the 296 manages to feel super natural, super responsive, and super engaging, without every feeling sharp or darty. It’s just predictable, responsive, and spectacular. 

Honestly, it is a highlight of a drive experience filled with highlights, with another being the dual-nature of this drop-top supercar. Long before I got anywhere near a twisting road I needed to navigate the usual nightmare that is Sydney, tackling traffic, suburbia, freeways, tunnels and expansion joints galore, and the 296 never felt uncomfortable.

Instead, the 296 slipped into a comfortable kind of lope, never jarring or rough, and eminently easy to get along with. And yet, when you arrive on the right road that veil of sensibility drops, and the Ferrari quickly reminds you of its potential.

For a start, the acceleration is properly, startlingly aggressive. Engage the 'Qualification' drive mode (which unlocks the full might of the Ferrari's electrified powertrain) and flatten your right foot, and you'll find the world suddenly hurtling past your windows, and your knuckles will no doubt whiten as you feel the rear tyres fighting for traction against the onslaught should you try it on anything but the straightest of roads. 

It's addictive, but it's just one element of a near-perfect combination on offer here, with the 296 GTS the stiffest Ferrari drop-top to date, which becomes immediately clear as you start to attack corners with ever-growing confidence.

Grip, stability and stiffness in spades, the GTS delivers. And all accompanied by an exhaust howl so angry and evil it’s hard to believe it’s being generated by a V6.

It’s a thing of very near perfection.

Insane. It’s a word that people often lift from their lexicon when describing a supercar experience, because clearly, as forms of transport, things like Ferraris and Lamborghinis are not sane options.

But the Superfast really deserves the word, because it feels not only the opposite of sane, but truly bonkers. As if someone built it for a dare, realised it was a bad and possibly dangerous idea, and then put it on sale anyway.

Picture some tiny-handed child with his greasy, post-cheeseburger fingers poised over a big red button on his desk that could wipe out humanity, and that’s basically the situation your right leg finds itself in when driving the Superfast.

There is so much power on tap here - even the limited amount of it that the engineers allow you to access in lower gears - that it truly seems possible you’ll have a Road Runner moment, and simply dig a hole in the ground, if you push the throttle too hard.

Yes, on the one hand, the noises this extreme V12 makes above 5000rpm are memorable and moving, like Satan himself singing Nessun Dorma in a shower of sparks. At one stage we found a long tunnel, perhaps the only dry road within 500km that day, and my colleague forgot all about his licence and let rip.

The numbers on my 'Passenger Screen' spun like poker-machine wheels, then turned red and then implausible. I was shoved back into my seat as if by Thor himself, and I squealed like a small pig, but my co-driver heard nothing over the Monaco tunnel during F1 sound.

Even on dry road, of course, the winter tyres we were forced (by law) to run in the foul snowy conditions could not maintain grip, and we constantly felt the rear skipping sideways. Fortunately we were in Italy, so people simply cheered us on.

The likelihood that you will lose traction in this car is so high that the boffins have included a special feature in its new 'Electronic Power Steering' system called 'Ferrari Power Oversteer'. When you inevitably start going sideways, the steering wheel will apply subtle torque to your hands, 'suggesting' the best way to get the car back in a straight line.

A proud engineer told me that this is basically like having a Ferrari test driver in the car with you, telling you what to do, and that they used their skills to calibrate the system. You can override it, of course, but it sounds scarily like an autonomous-driving precursor to me.

What’s disappointing about this car having EPS at all, rather than a traditional hydraulic system, is that it just doesn’t feel muscular enough for a hairy-handed monster of a car like this.

It is accurate and precise and pointy, of course, and makes driving the Superfast, even in stupidly slippery conditions, almost easy. Almost.

It’s actually surprising how hard you can push a car like this along a windy and wet mountain road without careering off into a muddy field.

More time, and more traction, would have been appreciated, but you can tell it’s the sort of car you’d grow into, and perhaps even feel in control of, after a decade or so together.

So it’s good, yes, and very fast, obviously, but I can’t get past the idea that it’s all a bit unnecessary, and that a 488 GTB is simply, in every single way, a better car.

But as a statement, or a collector’s item, the Ferrari 812 Superfast certainly is one for the history books.

It might not surprise you to hear that, unlike every other company’s press kits, the Ferrari ones don’t generally include a section on 'safety'. Perhaps because driving something this powerful is inherently unsafe, or possibly because they believe their 'E-Diff 3', 'SCM -E' (magnetorheological suspension control with dual-coil system), 'F1-Traction Control', ESC and so forth will keep you on the road no matter what. 

If you do fly off, you’ll have four airbags, and a nose as big as a house forming a crumple zone, to protect you.

Standard is a three year warranty, but you can extend that for up to five years. Then, if your car has less than 90,000km on the clock, you can opt into the 'New Power15', which gives you up to 15 years total warranty coverage and is fully transferable.

The first seven years scheduled maintenance is free-of-charge.

Once you’ve paid the vast cost of entry, it’s nice to know you will get some stuff for free, like your first seven years of servicing, including all parts and labour, carried out by trained Ferrari technicians, who even dress like pit crew. It’s called 'Genuine Maintenance', and is genuinely Kia-challenging in its scope.