Impossible to see out the back – reversing was easiest done with the door open, sitting on the sill. My head banged the door frame when I checked traffic on the left. The seat made my butt hurt. The cabin ergonomics were based on a design language that humans haven’t yet translated. It boiled over in stop-and-go traffic. It was big.
Yet it drove like nothing else, with the instant zig-zag reflexes of a mako designed in The Matrix. TheMurcielago’s thrills weren’t laid out on the ground, you had to dig for them with your bare hands. And that’s what made it outstanding.
When I first drove the Aventador at its launch in Rome, I spent the day blasting around the circuit at Vallelunga. It was so easy to drive – "too easy by half, " as Jeremy Clarkson would later say of it – viciously quick, unholy fun, and very good. But it