Now, whether you love or hate what Mansory does, you’ve got to respect their unapologetic approach. They charge full throttle into every build, sparing no expense and definitely not holding back. And with the Purosangue a car that, let’s face it, is controversial to begin with they might just have found their ultimate canvas.

So, what is the Pugnator? Well, its name is derived from the Latin word for ‘competitor’ or ‘contestant,’ but trust me, subtlety isn’t part of its DNA. It’s got carbon fibre. Alot of carbon fibre. We’re talking carbon on the bonnet, the air intakes, the wheel arches, vents, spoiler you get the idea. If you’re a fan of lightweight, high-strength materials, this is your nirvana.

And then there are the wheels, Mansory’s signature FC.5 rims, forged from, you guessed it, more carbon fibre. They measure in at 22 inches wide at the front and a hefty 23 inches wide at the rear, wrapped in high-performance Bridgestone rubber for, as Mansory puts it, “more performance” with the same level of comfort. Make of that what you will.

Now, let’s talk power. The already fearsome 529 kW and 716 Nm of torque from the standard Purosangue gets a gentle nudge up to 556 kW and 730 Nm. Nothing earth-shattering, but enough to remind you Mansory’s been tinkering. They’ve achieved this through a tweaked ECU and a new four-flow sports exhaust system, complete with its own flap control and two sports catalytic converters. Oh, and did I mention the tailpipes? One up, one down a subtle hint at the madness within.

Step inside, and you’re greeted with you guessed it more carbon. The sports steering wheel, wrapped in leather, comes equipped with an integrated shift light. And if you weren’t already drowning in Mansory’s branding, don’t worry, they’ve got you covered with logos on the seat belts, aluminium pedals, and floor mats. Of course, if this isn’t to your taste, Mansory will let you tweak just about everything. Because why settle for what they think is opulent when you can make it even more outrageous?

The Ferrari Purosangue may have divided opinions, but in Mansory’s hands, it’s a full-on assault on the senses.