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Recently I was lucky enough to get to play with a Lamborghini Superleggera as my now wife hired it for me on the morning of our wedding.
It was a total surprise until I walked out my front door and was met by a yellow vision of beauty. The lines and curves on the bodywork were mesmerising, coupled with the air intake's the car looked ready to pounce. With the hire guy's warning of " Its your licence" and "there's a 5K excess" I strapped myself in to the carbon fibre seat which only had padding for your butt and not your back, to save more weight obviously, I set off on my local A71 a demanding road at the best of times, far less in a 225K super car. The first time I looked at the speedo we were doing 130mph with the acceleration best described as vicious, handling was kart like but surprisingly easy to drive around town. Motorway driving was a pleasure as car appreciative drivers quickly moved out the way of the yellow beast getting bigger in their rear view mirror. My few hours had literally flew buy and thoughts went to my later appointment which I had better not be late for, there is no way I would say it was the best bit of our wedding day, I have been warned ![]() |
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