Visibility out the front, sides and rear is surprisingly good, so setting off from the dealership to the base of Jabal Jais was smooth sailing. The only complaint is the low-quality reversing camera, which doesn’t work great both during the day and at night.
Shadowed by the dizzying Burj Khalifa, we took a B-road to the super-highway that would take us north toward Ras Al-Khaimah, the province that leads toward Jabal Jais.
I was told that the best place to open up the 650S would be freeway onramps because, believe it or not, the UAE is riddled with speed cameras. Most have a tolerance of 20km/h, but nevertheless, I wanted to play it on the safe side.
As I entered the highway, I nailed the throttle and was shoved back into the seat as the two turbochargers began force-feeding the 650S Spider with hundreds of litres of stinking hot 45-degree heat. The noise was utterly sensational. There was a heightened mix of turbocharger induction noise, wailing V8 engine note and a deep, sonorous exhaust note bellowing out of the twin pipes.
The acceleration was equally unrelenting with each gearshift happening just shy of the V8’s incredible 8500rpm redline. Each new gear brought with it another wave of torque that only let up when I let off the throttle.
So, in a straight line the McLaren 650S Spider proved itself as an incredible hauler. But did it all come undone on the highway? Well, surprisingly it didn’t.
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