If you've spent the last few years believing that the pinnacle of automotive evolution is the quiet hum of a two-ton electric crossover that parks itself outside a shopping mall, please sit down. Maybe pour yourself a glass of something strong. What you're looking at is not a car. This is the Red Bull RB17. It's a mechanical middleman to all emissions regulations, pedestrian safety systems and logic in general. It's the legendary Adrian Newey's last act at Red Bull before he left for Aston Martin, and it looks like he wanted to go out with a bang. Literally. It's a track-only monster that promises Formula 1 lap times, but without the need for a team of twenty engineers to crank the engine. Well, almost.