A twenty-two year old obsessed by speed and its potential for
changing the world. An engineering genius with an intuitive grasp of the
dynamics of the amazing new internal combustion engine. Put those
images together with a precocious visionary who believed nothing was
impossible and you have some sense of W.O. Bentley on the brink of
creating a legend in his name. And just one more thing. He liked to win.
Competitive motorcycle racing at the Isle of Man and the newly-opened
Brooklands circuit gave him his taste for speed but couldn’t satisfy
his hunger for power. That was to come in 1912 when he and his brother,
H.M. Bentley, acquired the UK agency for the French Doriot, Flandrin
& Parant (DFP). On his first run in the Aston-Clinton hill-climb,
W.O. broke the class record – with his wife Leonie in the passenger
seat. The DFP was “quick, robust, sporting in character and of the
highest quality”, the very qualities that were to become the foundations
of the cars he went on to produce.
On a trip to the DFP factory in France he noticed an aluminium piston
being used as a paperweight by one of the company directors. He adapted
his own DFPs with this revolutionary material and drove them to one
racing triumph after another. Indeed, these lightweight pistons quickly
became the “secret ingredient” of Bentley success with his conservative
competitors continuing to regard aluminium as too weak to withstand the
inferno of the engine block.
The beginning of the Great War brought new challenges. The
frivolities of the DFP era were over. W.O. turned his attention to more
serious affairs, creating the Bentley Rotary I (BR1) following an
Admiralty Commission to power the Sopwith Camel, and with it, Allied
dominance of the air.
The BR1 and the subsequent BR2 epitomised Bentley’s ability to
transform raw design ingredients into masterpieces of power and
reliability. In his later life he admitted that nothing had given him
more pride than this contribution to the war effort.
In 1919, with the war over and British industry booming, W.O. turned
his attention to the dream he’d been cherishing these long seven years,
building the car that would satisfy his own extraordinarily high
expectations as a driver, as an engineer, as a competitor and as a
gentleman.
Luck and good judgement helped him to recruit the finest available
talent. Sheer persistence and the will to succeed rewarded him, in
October 1919 at his service shop in New Street Mews, with the deafening
bellow of the very first Bentley engine, the awesome 3-litre.
All that now remained was to build a car around it.