Rolls-Royce Black Badge Spectre: Fast, Silent, and Slightly Supernatural

This is the Black Badge Spectre – the brand’s first fully electric car, and its most powerful yet. It still glides, still closes its doors with a hush, still makes everything outside feel far away. But then you press the ∞ button – Infinity Mode – and things stop behaving like a Rolls-Royce should.

The throttle response changes. The dials flicker to life. You don’t get a growl or a roar – just a smooth, almost telepathic push forward, like the car had been holding back out of politeness. Rolls-Royce calls it ‘Spirited Mode,’ a nod to the Merlin engine in old fighter planes, where pilots could summon extra power in dramatic bursts.

Here, you engage it by pressing both pedals at once. The torque spikes to 1,075 Nm. You lift your foot – and a three-ton sculpture lunges forward with such grace, it’s almost ghostlike. From zero to sixty in 4.1 seconds. And yet it doesn’t try to convince you it’s a sports car. It moves like something too expensive to rush – but entirely capable of doing so if asked nicely.

Inside, it’s more theatre than transport. A sweeping constellation of 5,500 fibre-optic ‘stars’ stretches across the fascia – now arranged around the infinity emblem, which also glows from the treadplates and appears stitched into the rear leather waterfall. The trim is called Technical Fibre: a layered weave of carbon and metal threads suspended in six coats of lacquer.

This wasn’t made in a vacuum. Rolls-Royce used real client data – how people drive, when they use full power, how often they travel alone – and built the Spectre around that. A few were even delivered in secret, months before the public reveal. One client commutes 250 miles between Slovakia and Prague in theirs. Another uses it for cross-country meetings. These aren’t garage queens, they’re actually driven.

And the colour – Vapour Violet – wasn’t chosen by accident. It’s a wink to the 80s and 90s club culture that shaped the aesthetic of many Black Badge owners. It’s rich, almost metallic, but in the dark, it fades to black. Until a streetlight hits it – and then it pulses back to life.