I don’t know why the Lamborghini Diablo had any kind of advertising. The car sells itself. It has the doors. It has the sound. It has the looks. It has a V12 large enough to crush a small home. And yet, advertise it Lamborghini did.
Pour one out for the red Lamborghini Countach that burnt to a crisp this past Thursday in San Francisco. Try as they might, firefighters weren’t able to put out the flames until it was too late. The death knell rings a somber echoing bellow.
If Nürburgring lap times are a thing you care about, then the 2018 Lamborghini Huracán Performante is something that matters. At the very least, this is notable because it means a fairly conventional 631 horsepower exotic was able to beat the million-dollar hybrid monster that is the Porsche 918 Spyder, and fast…
The idle thoughts of every young driver turns any old industrial part of town into an imagined race track, fully lit sideways in some sports car you can’t afford. Well, here are those dreams made real.
When Stephan Winkelmann, ex-Lamborghini CEO and wearer of impeccable suits, assumed the head of Quattro GmbH early last year, I was incredibly excited. He would be, it seemed, the shot of drama and life-blood Audi so desperately needed in its lineup. But in a new interview, he appears to be most interested in... SUVs?…
Raise your hand if somebody you knew had this exact photo as their Myspace background. Raise both and wave them around if it was your Myspace background. Ain’t no shame in that, especially now.
Here is another Lamborghini. Probably one that will happen very soon. But it’s definitely more than what we’re used to. Much..........more.
Lamborghini isn’t particularly well-known for racing so much as it is for revving loudly in front of nightclubs, so it’s easy to forget that the little company out of Sant’Agata ran a Formula 1 engine program from 1989 to 1993. It was glorious in the way only a Lambo could be.
The sports-car market can be a strange place. Cars that aren’t all that special can command a crazy premium while others can be had at a relative bargain. If you’re on the hunt for a V12 Lamborghini, which is really the only way to buy a Lambo, now is the time to grab the awesome Murcielago.
No amount of road salt on a cold, slippery winter day will prevent this Lamborghini Countach 25th Anniversary Edition owner from doing rad donuts.
Now, I don’t know about you, but I don’t have $20,000 to blow on a nine-day luxury rally in my nonexistent supercar. If I did, maybe I’d understand this better: Washington State Patrol stopped more than 10 cars at the Gold Rush Rally in just two counties for going at or around 100 mph on public roads.
Air: that pain in the ass but life-giving stuff that keeps cars from going fast. Okay, so air is necessary for an internal combustion engine to, you know, run, but other than that, it’s a real drag. LOL. ROFL. GET IT. Thankfully the 2018 Lamborghini Huracán Performante has a way to game the system.
Most supercar owners keep their exotic hardware stashed away in a garage, only to take it out on perfect-weather days or to show it off at car meets. But one Lamborghini owner has racked up over 260,000 miles on his Murciélago, and spent a small fortune doing so.
What may look like the aftermath of a Lambo owner’s poor parking job is actually a testament to self-expression in a Danish museum. The ARoS Aarhus Kunstmuseum in Aarhus, Denmark, invited visitors to deface the used Lamborghini as part of its show called “No Man Is An Island - The Satanic Verses.” It’s an apt name.…
When I was a kid, my dad would build control panels out of cardboard, set them up under our dinner table and made me a spaceship. I spent hours “flying” that heap of recycling and I’ll never forget how fast and futuristic I imagined I could be. The cockpit of the Lamborghini Huricán is the closest I’ve felt to outer…
Crime doesn’t pay. Neither does “stunting” in your fancy, fancy car.
No tire kickers, no low-ballers, they know what they have.
Sometimes I forget to check the calendar and I wonder “Where is Andrew Collins today?” The answer is usually “Having more fun than you are.”
Hidden in the faraway and mythical land of Sacramento, where the word “Hella” is commonplace, is a darker and sadder reality: a supercar grave yard.