Mach 2 To Mph Novels & Stories

“Your baby’s doing well.” That gets my attention. I pick it up and skim the data. Horsepower, torque, and heat stability. A slow smirk pulls at my mouth. “Two hundred and twelve miles per hour?” I murmur. Rafe nods, looking pretty proud of himself. “And that’s without even pushing the limits yet.” I lean back in my chair. “Not bad.” “Not bad?” he scoffs. “That car is going to eat the competition alive.” I glance back out the window at the production floor. They're rows of machines just waiting to be finished. Waiting to run.

He knew they wouldn’t be able to resist that. “Even with a jet—Cooper, is this even possible? New York and back?” Cooper cleared his throat. “Well, Horizon’s upgrade on Scott’s hypersonic craft boosted it from Mach 2 to Mach 5. That’s roughly 6,100 kilometers per hour over 2,450 miles of—” “Coop.” Mia’s voice was soft. “In English, please.” Everyone laughed. The tension fractured. “Yes. It’s possible. About forty-five minutes each way.”

Vroom! The loud engine could be heard. Buck drove a modified vehicle capable of reaching speeds up to 800 km/h, while Wilbur drove a regular civilian car with a maximum speed of only 280 km/h. Therefore, even though Wilbur was flooring the accelerator, his car's speed was far slower than Buck's.

According to a hobbyist survey, a regular small aircraft, one that was four to five tons in weight, flew up to 200-300 kilometers per hour, while a large aircraft that was eight to nine tons in weight would fly over 400 kilometers per hour. Based on that, what Javier said about “making you fly” absolutely did not mean 200-300 kilometers per hour because that would be too mediocre. Many luxury cars could have done it, what was more Ferrari or Lamborghini sports cars and whatnot.