By trial and error, I found that the ideal speed in a Murciélago is not 100 m.p.h., it’s 0 m.p.h. Sitting at stoplights, I found myself thrust into a world of power, wealth and celebrity. There is no way to exaggerate the reaction. Pedestrians gave me the high-five, the okay, sign and the two thumbs up. Workers unloading trucks stopped to stare, then called over their buddies for a group gawk. A woman in Times Square looked me in the face, threw her arms open wide and made it clear, by frantic gesturing, that we could have a meaningful life together.
Прекрасна статия в NYTimes, където авторът описва какво е да караш Lamborghini Murciélago модел 2004 за човек, който никога се е качвал и не би се качил в такава кола. Може би затова ми допадна.