Aventador Mumbai practicality test
Does it rip the road?
Grabbing attention may be the second best thing this Lambo does. Ripping the road is what it’s best at. At 250kph, issues like that jerky gearbox, the uncomfortable ride, the lack of space in the cabin for even a cellphone are all hung to burn in front of that exhaust. It devours the air, the atmosphere, the distances the same way that tigers devour prey.
When it’s just pottering about, the Aventador is like a tiger pottering about the forest. The monkeys chatter, the deer raise an alarm, peacocks let out warning calls. Just like the Aventador, it creates pandemonium wherever it goes. But at full tweak, the Aventador is like a tiger on the hunt – you hear something in the distance, the roar resonates off walls, trees, lampposts and dividers, then you see a white speck, and in an instant, you don’t see the white speck.
The Aventador is no angry bull. It’s got method. It’s got madness. But it’s never aimlessly raging about. This car seems like a bull in a China shop. But beyond the drama, it seems to know which piece of crockery to avoid and which one to break. It’s still not a precise driving machine like other mid-engine heroes from Ferrari or even McLaren.
In fact, they are even better as everyday cars, and don’t have the Lambo’s fidgety low-speed ride and aren’t as restless as the Lambo is in traffic. The Aventador isn’t perfect. But its persona, character and abilities are such that it’d either be on top of the food chain or it’d rather not live. In fact, it all boils down to that flap covering the starter button. If you don’t get that, you’ll never get this car.
(Words: Sriram Narayanan, Photos: Taras Taraporewala, Hashim Badani)
This feature first appeared in the May 2012 issue of BBC TopGear India Magazine