TO BE HONEST, I HAVE NEVER BEEN much of a Lamborghini man—which is weird. I had a Countach poster on my bedroom wall as a kid and, as a road tester, I have enjoyed some stellar drives in Murcielagos, Huracáns, and Aventadors. But I have never actually wanted to own one. It is pure fantasy anyway—I could barely afford a bull-branded brolly—but in my head I have never seen myself as a Lambo owner. Maybe, they are a bit too bling; maybe (in the past, at least), a bit crude.
But everything has changed now: this Lamborghini I really want. I want to own it, I want to look at it every