Page 1


Polaris TerrainArmor tires


Ford F-150 6x6 Hennessey Velociraptor


FIRST EVER WHEEL DRIVEN TRACK SYSTEM Snow driving made easier by “Track N Go”





U.S. $12.99 MARCH 2018 VOLUME 2 ISSUE 3


12 14 17


8 18 4 23

16 11 21 2




Depts. Motor Madness.......4 What’s on Track....12 Tech...........................16

Trail & Error.........24



Emergency Off-Roading


6x6 Montrosity

First responders prepared for the unexpected

Ford F-150 Hennessey Velociraptor


2018 GMC Seirra All Mountian


Ford Bronco Revival?


Luxury Meets Grit


Airless Tires?


Footwear Inspired Tires


LED Lights Tested


“Trail” & Error


Toyota 4Runner TRD 4X4

All-New Sierra with snow track instead of wheels

Ford Motor Co. revival for the Bronco in 2020

The All-New Land Rover Defender Spectre

Polaris TerrainArmor airless tires

Hankook & Vibram Collaboration

Halo lights, step lights, marker lights, etc.

Stories of custom truck conversions & outfittings 2015 4Runner 4X4





By Ollie Kew of Top Gear



“It is a bloody enormous truck, unless you’re from Texas.” Meet the supporting cast of Spectre’s vehicular stars. Away from the A-list Aston Martin DB10 and its equally stunning Jaguar C-X75opposite number, the 24th James Bond flick will also feature some particularly sinister Land Rovers. There’s a 542bhp supercharged Range Rover Sport SVR, standard save for its street-illegal LED light bar. And then there’s the monster I’ve just about scaled. The Land Rover Defender SVX. Yep, the faithful, endearing ol’ Defender has grown horns and gone evil in its old age.

First, I’ve got to actually reach the driver’s seat, which is somewhere around chest-height.

To create the aura of a Defender-gone-rogue that’s been modified by some massive organisation’s devilish skunkworks, Spectre’s creators got Land Rover to, well, do exactly that. They handed 10 Defender Double-Cab Pick-Ups over to Special Vehicle Operations, which has the roofless Jaguar Project 7 and batty Rangie SVR on its CV.

Immediately it becomes glaringly obvious I’d not make a particularly potent henchman. By this point 007 would’ve long disappeared over the horizon in his Aston Martin, no doubt making a glib ‘step too far’ quip about ride height to his beautiful female passenger. Can Bond villains carry stepladders?

Bond geeks will remember that 007 and Moneypenny already drove a standard Defender in the opening chase sequence of Skyfall, so Spectre’s Defender (Defectre?) needed to up the ante. Squinting down at the ground having clumsily clambered into the Recaro driving seat, I reckon they might have overcooked it Let’s start with those tyres. They are 37-inch Baja-jobs fixed to mega-travel springs and


dampers. So massive, in fact, that SVO fitted a separate Bilstein steering shock-absorber so the wheels’ higher loads didn’t wrench the steering rack out of its mountings. Boxy extensions blister the wheelarches to make the whole caboodle fit. The life-size Tamiya rubber also creates quite a lot of friction so, to combat that, an uprated turbo’s been grafted onto the venerable 2.2-litre diesel engine. Forget Daniel Craig, this Defender is the car version of Sylvester Stallone: ancient, yet somehow overflowing with brawn. It is a bloody enormous truck, unless you’re from Texas, in which case I imagine this looks like a wieldy city car. Regardless, once I’ve scrambled aboard, discovered the bucket seats mean this is the first Defender I’ve driven with something approaching a logical driving position, the next thing that strikes you is that – amazingly – it’s not bad to pootle about it. In fact, I think it’s the best Defender I’ve ever driven. Here’s the nub. Defenders, God love ‘em, are absolute rubbish to pilot on the road. Of course they are. Sorry – I like them too – but it’s a relic, an antique workhorse. It’s the B-52 Stratofortress of the roads. And yes, even in the movie car, the same endless steering lock that takes days to

unfurl is present, as are the rattly windows and Brunelian steampunk gearbox. But, because this one’s got the suspension dexterity of a WRC car and tyre sidewalls like a king-size mattress, it’s got something approaching a pillowy ride. And their sheer purchase on the road means there’s some self-centering effect to the steering, so it’s actually easier to tack through a series of bends than in a standard Defender. Really. It doesn’t like to stop, though. Fortunately, it has the aerodynamics of the Empire State Building, which sort of does that job for you. And if you do come a cropper, there’s the mother of all winches hooked up to the front. Yes, there are mods upon mods. Beyond a winch heavy-duty enough to tow the Queen Mary 2 out of port, SVO pinched the lights off Wembley Stadium and affixed them haphazardly to the front of the Defender SVX. This is not a car you’d want to flash someone out of a junction with, because it’d probably incinerate your unsuspecting fellow motorist and be deemed a warning shot by intelligent life on distant planets. Whether it’s E.T. or 007 that gets a bit fighty, you’d stand a good chance of surviving a decent scrap in here. Of course, the sheer size of the SVX bathes you in that warm glow of high-ground invincibility, but it’s a tough as old boots too. Behind the front seats there’s a compressed gas canister, which at first glance looks like it might be full of Torretto-spec NOs, but is in fact a mobile tyre-inflator. Should you need to let some pressure out of the boots to chase Bond over say, sand dunes or ski pistes, there’s no popping to Halfords for an air top-up on the other side. And it’ll laugh in the face of punctures. Handy. Same goes for the integrated roll-cage and roof-rack. Just the thing for those outdoorsy camping weekends, or executing a dastardly plot to destroy the world via a secret crime syndicate. I’m not allowed to go gallivanting into the scenery in this Defender. SVO only built ten, and several (though the Land Rover chaps won’t let on exactly how many) are now in various states of disrepair having been on the business end of an Alpine action scene in Spectre. So this one’s probably worth quite a lot of money, and they’d rather I didn’t scratch its paint. Nevertheless, as the SVX and I bumble through a particularly deep puddle, its paddlesteamer tyres scoop up a river of mucky rainwater and fling it in a graceful arc through the open driver’s window. Whoops. Luckily, the 900bhp petrol-electric Jaguar C-X75 is idling nearby. Unlike the V8 stunt hacks used for Spectre’s Rome-based continued on page 20 19

Profile for Kyle Wallace

OFF-ROAD Magazine  

OFF-ROAD Magazine