V.I.S.I.T: Huracán. So, you've got your supercar. What next?

I followed the above pictured Lamborghini Huracán on my daily commute this morning. It’s clearly brand new and was being driven in the manner of somebody who had a new toy and wanted to play with it. That’s cool, who wouldn’t want to do that? But it was also being driven very badly, in the manner of somebody with scant experience of this kind of machinery.
You know the form; frequent jabs on the throttle, even when stuck in 30mph traffic. Sudden bursts of acceleration but then very early and nervously on the brakes, and making his overtake just as a school bus came heading towards him. If I was to hazard a guess I’d say this was somebody’s first supercar.
So the next question is, now you’ve got your Lambo, where do you go from here?

I’m in the lucky position that I occasionally get to drive things way off my ownership feasibility radar. When I know that I have an interesting ride on the horizon I’m typically feverish with anticipation for weeks up to the event. When it happens, that drive will catalyse a chemical high which temporarily changes me like a partial lobotomy. From this state of detached reality the come down is cruel and hard, but it’s the slow cycle of normality punctuated by occasional euphoria which makes writing about cars such an addictive hobby.
I reckon these moments of ecstasy are supposed to be brief. Even the best roller-coaster becomes nauseous if it lasts much more than a few minutes, and I’m pretty sure that sustaining an orgasm 24/7 would kill me before very long at all, too.
I pity Mr Huracán driver. I watch the weekly supercar-fest of Top Gear from the perspective of somebody who might, one day, drive a Huracán once, if I’m extremely lucky. It’s something to live in hope for. As soon as my finances reach such a point as to make ownership of a Lamborghini a realistic proposition, I run the very real risk of my daily Huracán drive becoming a mundane, forgettable activity. This means having to begin the quest once again and aim for the next step up the ladder. The Lamborghini Huracán is, I’m told, far from the greatest of thrill providers. So, with £150k invested this poor chap is nowhere near. He might as well not have bothered.
In relative terms, a Huracán can be afforded by a pauper. There are people out there, though, for whom the decision of McLaren P1 or LaFerrari isn’t even a question. Just buy both and save time thinking about it. And that’s it. You have bought the best the world has to offer.
These things are supposed to be anticipated. Waiting with desperate expectancy is where most of the fun is. If you have immediate access to the best of everything, where can you go once you’ve reached The Ultimate, aside from waiting with an open chequebook for the next zenith of human engineering achievement to turn up?
Or is that when you sit upon your porcelain throne, your laptop logged onto Craigslist, seeking the 2003 Kia Rio so you can experience how the other half live?

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  1. Bryce Womeldurf Avatar
    Bryce Womeldurf

    This is why I like those “drive 5 laps for X amount of money” deals. You get to experience the excitement of it for a short amount of time without paying for the car or having to deal with the maintenance or the inevitable feeling of routine. It stays special. You can ask your driving instructor why the check engine light is on, and are told “it’s a Lamborghini, that light is always on” and not think anymore of it, just being left with the wish that you’d bought 5 more laps.

  2. Maymar Avatar

    If I’m honest, if I’ve just obtained a supercar, I should probably be consistently aware of the nearest mechanic who’d be able to work on it, cause it’s old and janky and I couldn’t (or refused to) afford newer.
    Barring that, there’s a lack of great driving roads around here (thanks to the rectangular parcelling of land, and insufficient topography), but Mosport’s driving school could be a good first start. Or, just blast up the 401 to Montreal. That could work too,

  3. bhtooefr Avatar

    Three words.
    Slow car fast.
    Does that mean that the right Lambo for me is the Urraco? 180 hp out of a 2.5 V8 for the US model, 2420 lbs. That’s quick, but not fast.

    1. nanoop Avatar

      For extra thrill you may deviate down from the stock tire width (205 /?? R14,iirc).

  4. topdeadcentre Avatar

    “now you’ve got your Lambo, where do you go from here?”
    wrecked exotics dot com

    1. wunno sev Avatar
      wunno sev

      since we can’t thumbs-up without ID, i have to leave my approval as a comment.

  5. Volvo_Nut Avatar

    you head straight to the tanning salon…durr

  6. wunno sev Avatar
    wunno sev

    i think Doug DeMuro made a good point when wrapping up his year with a Ferrari 360 Modena: it’s not really usable as an A-to-B car, it’s just an A-to-A car. which means you need to have the time, roads, and inclination to just get in the car and drive.
    i donno about yinz, but i’m all about the driving to places. even if i have fun driving, i don’t do it just for the sake of driving. nothing wrong with buying a car just to stare at, IMO, but actually using a luxury sports car or a supercar as a car is hard.