Mazzanti is one of the latter, but this time it’s not whispering but shouting at the top of its lungs. Its message is a big, grunting 700-hp muscle mass that beckons you with suicide doors. Mazzanti was never much of a whisperer. But it has tended to stream in and out of the collective car consciousness, surfacing occasionally and briefly to release the latest iteration of the car it calls Evantra.
