Bentley Continental Supersports Convertible Review
The Supersports answers the question of how fast you can go with the top down. Not as easy to figure out? How fast you should go.
By Ky Henderson
After four hours behind the wheel of the 2011 Bentley Continental Supersports Convertible, I am a changed man.
Meaning, I have changed into kind of a jerk.
It isn’t the car’s fault — I’m the one who drove off totally unprepared to spend a cloudless California day with the top down. So when my face and neck begin to turn the color of brake lights, I put on a Bentley-badged hat I find in the trunk and raise the collar of my shirt to protect myself from the midday sun. The result is that I’m nestled in the carbon-fiber bucket seat of a Bentley convertible while sporting a white Bentley hat and a popped collar. Passing motorists — or, more precisely, motorists I’m passing — no doubt find me extraordinarily punchable.
Still, a guy can get away with a lot when he’s driving a $280,000 drop-top that outruns everything else on the road. But there are limits. Lurching into the middle of a biker gang while travelling upwards of 100 mph? That’s a limit … as I’m about to find out.