Top Gear drives the Lambo Gallardo STS
Flat out across Italy in the extreme new Super Trofeo Stradale. The perfect day?
Posted: 21 Mar 2012
The next morning is skin-puckeringly cold. And I find that I really don't care that the Gallardo has become the automotive equivalent of a cougar; definitively middle-aged, but still inherently incredibly attractive. Sat in the car park, it still makes my stomach do a little fluttery dance, more so with that massive wing. Hearing the fuel pumps prime with a whine as you open the door. The percussive crash of the V10 as it fires up in an enclosed space. I know it's childish and doesn't make it go any faster, but the Theatre of Lamborghini is always open, and apparently I'm endlessly ready to applaud. Back out on the road, up to the top of the mountain just as dawn shoves greedy little fingers down the throat of the valley. The drive to this point has been formative, most of it spent wondering whether I can actually feel the aeros working, or whether it's a form of self-fulfilling prophecy. I have wing, therefore I feel downforce.