Lamborghini Aventador: Meek on the Road, Devastating on the Track - Sports Cars

A large group of people gathered at the front of the paddock reminds me, if the need arises, that I am going to get behind the wheel. Lamborghini Aventador.

“God, she is beautiful…” I think when I go tocockpit with great reverence, mingled with disbelief and amazement.

When I was told that I was thinking of a joke and instead I was sitting a few inches from the asphalt inside one of the most beautiful supercars, Powerful ed exaggerated that the human mind has ever conceived and implemented.

On the occasion of the first leg at Monza Lamborghini Super Trophy 2014 I was entrusted with the task Try this both road in that lane... Sorry if not enough.

Interiors “First Date”

With a minimum of effort, I turn off Receptionist which closes with a light bang, ignoring the noise race this is where the rumors of a small crowd of enthusiasts end.

Now it's me and her in silence, I feel like on a first date. I have time to look around.

La session è low, very low, but at the same time convenient и windshield very sloping slightly worsens the view. I touch my skin Seat and plastic center console. A pleasure to touch, the highest quality materials and a flawless build as planned.

With gallantry to be shown on a first date, I gently lift the fiery red cap that conceals Start button... Here we are: I step on the brake pedal, put my fingertip on "start" and then push.

ведущий

Il heart V12 da 6,5 liters e 700CV wakes up with a roar that immediately invades the interior of the car with unmistakable notes of home Sant'Agata Bolognese; I was immediately seized by an overdose of sensations.

Together with engine also comes to life beautiful digital dashboard... There is a lot of information displayed, but it is easy to read. large tachometer in the center who seems to be hungry for speed right away.

I vaccinate first gear touching paddle right hand. A little gas and behold Lamborghini Aventador it moves.

A few meters is enough and here is the first surprise of the day. I just didn't expect, but the car really looks easy to drive, carries great safety.

It took me 30 seconds for symbiosis with the car. This has never happened to me before lightning strike.

The amazement increases as soon as I step out into the busy street next to the racetrack. Just touch the accelerator pedal and the car will silently slip away.

Il engine è liquid and there is no hint of jumps or hesitation during multiple restarts.

Bumps are not a problem (as long as you deal with them at reasonable speeds by raising the front suspension with the appropriate button), nor is noise.

If you don't press so hardaccelerator, it is so comfortable and quiet that it looks like a BMW 320 is driving it. You read that right, Lamborghini Aventador in street mode, comfortable and relaxing ... insane!

While I struggle to process and internalize the meaningless feelingcomfortable car with a capacity of 700 horsepower As with a large luxury sedan, the appearance of a large truck in a different lane brings me back to reality, exposing the first potential problem: width.

With the mirrors open, we go beyond 2,25 meters of the wall. It seems a little cumbersome, even if other motorists want to move and slow down much more than they should be able to admire it in all its glory.

How not to understand them: this is a work of art on four wheels, it has lines and sound that can move deeply.

How do I know? It's simple: I watched the children's reaction to his passage. Adults watch it, are captured and shocked by Lambo's charm. But they have too much self-control to show how they really feel. They just remain dumbfounded.

On the other hand, children are not. Their reaction they are spontaneously sincere, direct, unfiltered. This is a real challenge and I guarantee everyone responds the same way. At first, their faces take on the same look as when they receive the gift they have been waiting for at Christmas. Then they immediately start indicate it... Here they get aroused, they pull on their father's jacket because they want to get a closer look. How to blame him ... it's just crazy how you look at it. Dot.

Track moment

Enough time for a few shots in front of Villa Reale and in Monza park, and here the big tachometer seems more and more hungry for speed, 700 Italian purebreds are pawing ... I couldn't even dream of a better one!

It's time for get on the path and it's just that I'm no longer in the skin.

You may be wondering why there is so much emotion and adrenaline?

You see, there are people who like the smell of burnt rubber mixed with oil and gasoline, and this only track can deliver... I am one of those people. They call us passionate.

I have lived many exciting days at the Monza racetrack, almost always sitting in the stands.

I like car raceI love la speed and whenever I cross the entrance gate of the Temple of Speed, a shiver runs down my spine.

Yes, because if you think about it, some of the most memorable and important pages automotive history, there is something to tell everyone and everyone, from the decadent and rusty old layout to the brave commissars. Here Motorsports it's taken damn seriously.

Ready to go

The gate opens in front of me and trail commissioner he stretches out his hand to correctly guide me to the pit lane. That's all, it's up to me to decide.

Hold the steering wheel firmly with both hands and shift into first gear.

I click onaccelerator, the cravings immediately become crazy, dizzying and explosive. I can hear the engine screaming behind me, but we're just getting started.

From the first braking I feel that carbon ceramic brakes with what Lamborghini Aventador Many things.

Even on the track, I immediately feel. There Fan accelerates like rage and separates even more, without breaking in the slightest.

his reaction they always seem to be predictable and easily manageable, confirming that this is their true habitat.

In a moment, I'm already on a parabola. I get out in third gear, trying to use the whole track, and throw myself in a straight line. Acceleration makes me sit and scream V12 naturally aspirated being within two feet of my ears is unbelievable.

Il aventador engine truly a masterpiece: the ease with whichFan pick up speed, and the relentless, constant and inexhaustible thrust is even more confusing.

Before getting to the first braking, I take a look at the digital speedometer, which reads 269 km / h ... not bad, but it could be better.

With your foot? Don't take it personally ...

I wait for the 300 meter sign and then I push the brake pedal with all my might. There slowdown it is destructive and instant, things that will make you detach your head and stretch your internal organs.

La Fan it rocks and breaks slightly, but I always feel that Everything's under control.

Pusher suspension in the style of Formula 1 When playing at home, the carbon fiber monocoque frame matches the mechanics perfectly.

All this gives an amazing driving experience.

I come across the first option, and then I take the Biassono curve, where instinctively I slightly reduce the pressure on accelerator pedal.

Braking in the second option is less intense than in the first, and leads to Lesmo curves, where I try to anticipate throttle opening without losing the cable.

Braking the Ascari with the height difference as you drive under the old High Speed ​​ring is literally breathtaking.

Faster and faster

I grind round by round, heart Fan always very strongly, without hesitation, pushes his heartbeat 12 cylinder in V it mingles with my rising pulsation like a crazy dance.

I feel more and more safety, the symbiosis of autopilot is total, and I feel that on each lap I can push myself a little further, with a huge effort I can dominate instinct and braking delay, failing at the end of the main straight at a speed of over 280 km / h (knowing that he can always count on tireless brakes).

I'm spinning, my hands are sweating, I'm sweating (turned offair conditioner to use every horse available), and bus they start to complain of any signs of overheating.

This phenomenon is observed primarily on the parabolic route, where bus they start to whistle and four-wheel drive she has to work overtime to keep the car from getting lost.

However, if I was dependent on me, I would continue to run, using every last drop of gasoline.

After about ten laps, at the hundredth "exploded" exit from the parabola, I notice the commissar on the right waving checkered flag... Although I still have a fast lap, I take my foot off the accelerator.

I smile, then laugh out loud as the engine cracks at idle ... happiness is such that I can't hold back a tear.

Expensive Gotthald Ephraim LessingSorry, but now I'm sure that waiting for pleasure is not pleasure in itself.

Driving this "fire-breathing devil" in the "Temple of Speed" is a pleasure., a perfect union of the sacred and the mundane, pure delight, ecstasy and fulfillment of all senses. But in the end you couldn't know ...

I love the last few kilometers like this, at a much more relaxed pace, listening to the engine going up and down around the bends between bends, and I think everyone should have the opportunity to experience that kind of emotion at least once. in life.

Tame this beast, feel the fury of the engine fired at your command, be happy as never before, live as never before.

It should be right, like health care or public school.

Parking there FanI lift the key cover to shut off the engine, but before pressing it, I give it a few more seconds to fully enjoy the dark and muffled hum of the 700 horses breathing after such a long run.

I sigh slightly, then press the button, and immediately there is silence.