Sounds like an amazing car, but this first drive article has some one-liners that got me giggling.
jalopnik wrote:Disclaimer: Lamborghini wanted us to drive the Aventador LP700-4 so badly they flew me to Rome, Italy, provided track time on a famous race course and supplied a motorcycle-cop team to guide our transport bus to the track. Baller lifestyle, thy name is police escort, bitchez.
the Aventador is also some sort of smart ballistic device; 700 metric horsepower of vertebrae-compressing, fighter-jet-on-meth, Annie-get-your-Atlas-V-rocket, sledding-down-the-Chrysler-building, somewhere-a-mongoose-is-weeping speed and quickness.
The Aventador leaves slow corners behind so quickly that anything but surgical focus at all times sharply increases the odds of suicide by car while you're trying to connect the dots on track.
In order to drive the Murcielago as gleefully hard as we were hammering the Aventador, you'd need the gene that turns off fear in mice. The one that makes some of them scamper straight into a gasoline fire.
Sounds like the stuff wet dreams are made of!