Just put down a deposit!
Seriously though, they are taking orders for it now. Is anyone actually going to be dumb enough to order one?
I was going to say “Sinking is a sales point?”
If I had a hundred billion? Fuck yeah! This thing sounds cool as shit. It’s being made by an actual boat company, so it’s not going to be some cheap-ass poorly designed piece of shit.
Even if cost is no object, it seems like a stupid concept. A regular megayacht you can have a pool and huge open deck area, and you lose all that. And mega- means poor maneuverability for the sub, and you’re going to scare all the fishies away. Why wouldn’t you have a regular megayacht and a luxury but not mega submarine that follows you around driven by an underbutler ready for underwater excursions.
Because that’s no how Captain Nemo would do it!
A couple of superyachts have onboard submarines.
The largest one they offer is about half the length of an Ohio-class missile-bearing attack sub and still shorter than a Seawolf-class, so “mega” is WRT private yachts in general. The capability specs sound optimistic to me.
I’d get one if they could paint it with the colors and logos of my multinational terrorist organization that I’m running to achieve world domination. And also install cool lasers that somehow never actually injure anyone, they just blow up vehicles that people run away from in slow motion or eject out of.
Actually, that’s probably the target market for this sort of thing.
Idiot goes 180 MPH on I-25 between C Springs and Denver and then… posts it on Youtube! Brilliant! We eagerly await your arrest, gxxrbrah!
Yes yes post evidence of your crime for all to see.
I guess just doing it isn’t satisfaction enough? Heck, I can see it would be fun. I can also see it is reckless (but probably in the long term not wreckless!). But if I did it no one but my friends would know.
I learned some new terms in the comments–“meat crayon” is pretty pithy. I rode sportbikes for a long time, but now I stick to dirt.
I’ve seen the aftermath of a biker going too fast in traffic, and I just have to say this one’s lucky he’s still able to appear in court. If that big flatbed semi had moved into the apparently empty exit lane as this idiot was invisibly breezing past him on the right, he’d be a stain on the asphalt now.
We’d all like to be Ethan Hunt, riding at twice the speed limit chansing the baddies. Trouble is here in the real world, everyone on the freeway with Cruise is a stunt driver, knowing precisely what to do to keep everyone safe. Not so on I70. Do the wannabe heroes not realize this? or just don’t care?
I got lane split by two guys on their bikes doing at least twice my speed. It was very impressive. And if I had moved the least bit, it would have been fatal. If I’d been a sociopathic jerk I could have deliberately killed them, and no one could have proved a thing.
Speed kills, Del.
I’d once gotten my VW Cabriolet up to 100 mph on an empty highway at night. I immediately thought to myself, “I have never driven this fast. I have not developed the reflexes for this. I need to slow down now.” I then put in the clutch and coasted back down to a more sane 70.
I was renting a VW Jetta several years ago and it did not have cruise control. That car was so solid on the road that I crept up to 160 km/hr without realizing it. Fast forward to a month ago and my wife and I were on our last day of a vacation in Germany, being driven to the airport in a minivan taxi on the autobahn.
Based on my Jetta experience I am convinced that we were going somewhere between 180 and 200 km/hr. In a minivan it was sort of exhilarating.
And 20 years ago, ona road-racing bicycle, I hit 90 km/hr on a descent, at which point I was feeling on the edge of control, and carefully and gradually touched the brakes until I was feeling comfortable.
Many years ago I was the rather pleased owner of a BMW3 series coupe. It was a lovely car.
My daughters were in their late teens and we were sitting around chatting with one of them and her boyfriend about whether the car had a governor on it. I thought it might but hadn’t ever tested it.
“Oh, the governor is at 160mph”, announced the boyfriend.
“And you know this how?”, I asked.
There was a definite deer in the headlights look on his face.
That’s what the manual said.
These days you could just say, “I Googled it one time,” but depending on how many years ago “many years ago” was that might not have been a thing back then.
I think you are also required to have a volcano lair, with an impregnable hideout that is only accessible via the secret underwater entrance. And of course the sharks with frickin’ laser beams attached to their heads.
Ha! Reminds me of a time my son’s friend asked me how fast my '65 mustang could go.
Me: “120 miles per hour”
Son: “You said that like you know it for a fact.”
Me: “ummmm”