Preface - summary of past experiences
Murcielago Roadster
Big! Everything is big on this car - its impact on everything around it, in it.
The scissor doors are not nearly as unwieldly as others or first impressions would have you think, but a certain limber dexterity is very helpful.
Exhileratingly tiring, even fatiguing - loud.
Easy to drive - is this an absurd idea?
E-gear makes this almost as easy to drive as an auto, yet as engaging as traditional stick and clutch.
The induction roar at full throttle, even at low rpm (3000 rpm) is impressive, but open her up at full throttle and run her through the rev range up to 6000 and even higher...the whole drive train comes on song, the mechanical shriek both mesmerizing and enervating, as speed builds at ungodly speed. The closest thing to sex at speed as you,re likely to experience! Did I mention the sensation of speed?
The cloth top is both a mechanical marvel, and a total joke. Gap between driver door window and top frame seal allows both wind roar and rain to drip down onto the thigh. Aggravating? A mere irritation; does one notice a gnat when hunting a maneating tiger?
Suspension is tight, stiff, rattlely at city speeds. All is forgiven at speed. 100mph+ is as relaxed and tight and "natural" as mere mortal cars at 60 (though E39 M5 and E38 740iL is more comfortable, with less sensation of speed. More on this comparison is worthwhile - same speeds but so very different)
Audis seem to be the most aggressively driven (everything relative of course) '08 M6 passing at 90; MB E classes; Subarus at 100+. At no point was there any hesitation or doubt that dropping it down 2 gears, winding up the revs, there is not a nanoseconds doubt that not only is overtake possible, but inevitable. The sensation of acceleration, even between 90 and 130, is simple, natural, inevitable. Just a matter of fact, with much more to come; just ask.
An interesting assortment of other cars out at the same time...but all with the same reaction - head crane, fingers pointing, nodding smile. I'm surprised how unabashed the recognition is - "Lamborghini!" And the more knowing, Murcielago.
Funny - "Is that a Gallardo?"
"No, that's one there." (15 feet away)
"Oh, I didn't even see that!"
Strange - the Murci is larger than the Gallardo, and I expected it to be much harder to drive, a wild mustang to a city park pony.
In fact I find the Murci easier to drive - keep on track; to adjust to, to reacquaint oneself to, to stay in one's lane.
Irony - both so low, so pulling parking lot tickets is a problem. Gallardo Spyder - open top, reach out and over. 15 seconds. No room to open door (or bang it) Coupe? Problem.
Murci - open scissor door, no problem! (But pull forward or bang your head!
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Day 1 - 320+ miles. Tired, exhausted even, but exhilerated. Loud, but like Arrowsmith or Led Zeppelin to a rocker, music to the soul. Not easy to carry on a conversation, but certainly possible.
Seats are surprisingly comfortable, for a seat that has only one adjustment - forward and back, via manual bar under front thigh bolster. Charming simplistic purity...