Mazda Miata MX-5, Honda S2000, BMW Z4. Those are some fine examples of roadsters, keeping it simple with small displacement engines. The BMW Z8, on the other hand,
was an unfortunate tragedy where performance could not match its looks. Even the Alpina V8 Roadster could not save it. But of course, some of those claims were only from
the famed Jeremy Clarkson. Here at Battalion, we decided to think differently. Why not try squeezing a big engine, into a small roadster? Bristol, for once, took charge of this
assignment, and decided to bring back another long lost feature from cars' history. Pop-up headlamps.
This is the Cromwell roadster



Under the hood lies Bristol's specialty; a 5200cc Normally Aspirated "Meteor" Flatplane V8, developing a whopping 619hp, and 600Nm of torque, all driven to the
rear wheels. Along with its lightweight chassis of just well over 1150kg, is able to propel this nimble machine from naught to 100kmh in 4.9 seconds, and hit
a bone-shrilling top speed of 331kmh.


The Cromwell retails at $54'000, so catch it before it flies away.------------------------------------------------------

Erika: You sure you want to sell the Cromwell at a loss? It looks like a great chance to break the $70'000 barrier.

Kampf: Yeah. It has the engine to make it into the big bucks, but the looks of it still reminds me of the much cheaper,
smaller displacement roadsters. Wouldn't make much sense if you think about it. $54'000 was already stretching it. I had
intended to sell it at a much lower price actually, but you know Bristol and his pride once he designs something, especially
his flatplane V8 engines.

Erika: Oh? *Nudges Kampf by the shoulder, heads almost face to face by mere centimetres away* Someone's getting a bit soft here, eh?

Kampf: Now now soldier. You're so close, I can see that scar on the forehead you're trying to cover with that thick fringe of yours.
Why not do a skin graft?

Erika: That scar? I have many more on my torso. They're... a reminder on who I used to be. Everyday, my hands, body, and soul stained
in blood. Men, women, children, elderly, and few and far between, have died in my hands. I don't want to revert back to that state
where I was just a savage soldier brainwashed by propaganda, only to realise that all I fought was for everything wrong. What didn't
help was the fact that I'm close to four digits on the people I have slain. 3 more to be specific.

Kampf: You know, this is the first time I'm hearing about this. Then I guess there was a reason why you specifically said that you did
not want to wear the company's baseball cap, that plain jane blue one?

Erika: It's the same design, shape, and colour. The same as the one I wore back when I was in the "Venezuelan Army". Just wearing it
just accelerates me recalling who I used to be. Now, you wouldn't have the strength to take me down if I were my old self, would you?

Kampf: Hmph, all I can do is try.

Erika: Heh, that's the Kampf I know. Not backing down at all.