Tested: Koenigsegg Agera RS

The Koenigsegg Agera RS is something like a dream come true on wheels. It just so happened that I met a car collector from the Switzerland and he said, "Here's the key. Have fun and see you later."

A gesture that is as cool as it is noble; driving this car in the wild is like wild sex on wheels. This possibility is topped by the thrill of thinking about Koenigsegg's production figures, which are around one car per month.

Whoever sits behind the wheel and drives the Agera RS into the wall will immortalize themselves with unwanted fame in the gazettes of the writing car community and among all car spotters in the world.

But the attraction of something absolutely special and the answer to one question in particular are greater than the fear of taking off: Does this thing work better than a Bugatti Veyron Or not? So the owner gives me a little "If you're going above 200 km/h, please slam on the brakes," and off I go.

Déjà vu when getting in, which is very narrow due to the doors that swing upwards, just like when I first encountered a Koenigsegg a few years ago. The sports bucket seats still fit perfectly. Compared to back then, the interior has changed a little, but remains extremely manageable and clean.

According to the odometer reading, this Agera has only been driven 318 kilometers on the road. Thank you, dear automobile god. A G-force meter and the central instrument cluster give an idea of ​​what this car is really about. Pure pressure on the asphalt.

My first experience during my personal introductory laps in city and country traffic: You can't attract more attention than in this car, even in a UFO. The obligatory stares, aahs, oohs, and smartphone photos reach such proportions, even among reserved Swiss drivers, that the driver feels like he's from another planet.

This may also be due to the rather unique color scheme, which is strongly emphasized by the two stripe elements on the hood. A truly bold visual statement.

Coupled with the low height of only around 1,15 meters, the breathtakingly lightweight mass lies like a Frisbee on the Swiss soil. Monumental wheels, large air intakes, the extravagant rear spoiler and the cannon-like tailpipe ensure eye-catching performance from every angle.

Agera has two meanings: “timeless” in Greek and “action” in Swedish, which the overall character of the The Agera RS is built around a lightweight carbon fiber chassis. The engine is positioned in a tubular mount at the rear of the car.

The whole thing is enclosed in a shell made entirely of carbon. And the super sports car shows off its speed and the 1.175 hp it flaunts with every pore.

I have to get out of here, where the cops are just waiting for drivers of such cars to make a mistake and commit a crime. I am now heading towards Singen to reach Germany and finally a motorway where playing with the accelerator does not cost you your professional future, as it did with the highway speed in Slovenia.

It tickles. Because the thought of whether the Agera will give me more of a kick than a Veyron is between the Sweden-Toy and me. We reach the asphalt, where this automotive art object can let off steam and punish me for driving too fast with forces of up to 1,6 G.

The engine gets up to speed like a rocket. Gear changes are now met with thunderous bangs. The car steers perfectly and precisely. At 250 km/h I remember the owner's good braking advice. I look in the rear-view mirror and everything is clear.

One step on the pedal and I get hit in the face by a double cross from the Klitschko brothers. It's like a fighter jet on the deck of an aircraft carrier being forced to lose its speed.

From a standstill, the Agera now accelerates to 100 km/h in less than three seconds, and after a few seconds more, we're back at 200 km/h. The 5,0-liter V8 has been tuned for tremendous maximum performance with two turbochargers by the leading minds around Christian von Koenigsegg. 1.280 Newton meters of maximum torque leave me no chance. when accelerating any part of the body other than the to move with outstretched arms.

The Agera transmits its power and speed – despite the comfort and feeling of safety – raw, pure and powerful. This is the car for real men. The acceleration just doesn't let up. The feeling of elasticity is unbelievable. You just want to give the RS the last dirty gas pressure.

And what about the Bugatti Veyron? Does the Agera give you more butterflies in your stomach when you use the forward gears to their full potential? The feeling of forward momentum is extreme and powerful in the Agera. It is simply dirtier and more brutal than in the technically perfect and always confident Veyron. In the Bugatti I experienced perfection, which is the measure of all things. The Agera RS put the senses into a frenzy. Barely measurable differences in the 0.x second range are not at all decisive for me.

Nor whether a car is a few km/h faster than the other can drive and who which held world speed records. No driver will be able to push their super sports car to its limits all the time. However, they want to experience the thrill of speed whenever they feel like it.

It's about the happiness and freedom of being able to do it at the moment you choose on the road of your choice. The best thing is when you have both vehicles at your disposal and can experience the highs well beyond 300 km/h in different ways. You don't want to eat Kobe beef every day, either.

The Agera RS is unique. Breathtakingly fast. Something for men with passion who want to make their passengers' eyeballs pop out of their eye sockets or pee in their pants. I returned the key. Accident-free. Without a scratch.

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