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At 100 miles per hour... Most machines with this kind of power... Start to feel light. Like they’re about to lift... Off the ground. In aviation... Weight and balance... Are everything. Shift the mass too far back... And the center of gravity moves aft. The nose rises... Control fad…

At 100 miles per hour... Most machines with this kind of power... Start to feel light. Like they’re about to lift... Off the ground. In aviation... Weight and balance... Are everything. Shift the mass too far back... And the center of gravity moves aft. The nose rises... Control fades... Lift breaks down... And the aircraft... Stalls. But this Is not an aircraft. This is a machine. That breaks the rules. A car that Not just built to perform Built to break records