What's it like doing 300 kmph in one of the most mental supercars on the planet?
One last run and we’re outta here, says Moreno as we slope in to the slip road and wait for traffic to clear out. A few articulated lorries pass us, drivers slowing down as their retinas detach at the sight of the menacingly orange intergalactic time-warp shuttle rumbling away, that scaffolding of a rear spoiler all primed and ready for a quick blast into hyperspace. Lamborghinis are worshipped in these parts, even by the Carabinieri who understandably are mighty pleased with their Gallardo cop cars, but even Italian cops have a finite tolerance to how often a raging bull can, well, rage across the countryside.
So, we have one more run. One last shot at 300 kmph. A last shot at glory in the final episode of the Murcielago chapter — one of the most epic supercars to have ever graced this planet. And if a few farmers get upset at such shattering of the peace, so be it. Gallardo cop car or not, we’ll be in the next continent before we know it.
(This story appears in the 19 June, 2009 issue of Forbes India. To visit our Archives, click here.)