In the old days it was essential when designing a proper Italian supercar to make it extremely noisy, uncomfortable, almost impossible to get out of and then paint it a horrid colour. At some piont about ten years ago everybody realised this wasn't the best way of selling lots of cars. Everyone, that is, except Lamboghini.
The LP670 is a brash, expensive and almost pointless car which, for all of those reasons and more besides, I absolutely love. It is huge for starters, yet tin inside, its 661bhp V12 makes the sort of racket that gives horses heart attacks. It also has scissor doors, those you can't live without. Or live with for that matter.
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