I had a coffee with my ex-wife, Natalie,today. Nat has been working for the Lamborghini/Bentley dealership in Auckland. She's a petrolhead from way back. In fact I would go as far to say it is genetic. Her dad worked for one of the big oil companies, owned gas stations and was a pioneer; the first importer of Korean cars to New Zealand. Barry O'Donoghue is as nice a chap as you're unlikely to meet.
Natalie asked me if I'd ever heard a Lamborghini in a confined space. Had to admit that I had not had that pleasure. We cooed, as only petrol heads do about the sound of an Italian GT as one drives through a tunnel. I can only imagine. I told her about the time I took Taylor and Charlie (my ex-partner Lisa the Chiropractor's son) to see the Ferrari Enzo - which was displayed at Continental Cars in Auckland. The queue reminded me of living in London. I don't normally line up for anything - but the boys were keen. The car was impressive, yes, but the highlight of the experience was when staff in the dealership moved a Ferrai in the showroom (which is like an undergorund carpark that isn't actually underground) the sound of a Berlinetta Boxer being blipped inside is something extraordinary.
I was thinking about the way sound of a car affects me. Which made this promotion for the Lamborghini Gallardo seem completely wrong. Bad music. Wrong Music. I wanted to hear the sound. If you are thinking of buying one, then that is a significant driver. As it is presented the Gallaro seems tame, silent. If it is a neutered urban cruiser then the entire Lamborghini brand is a sham.
The best sounding cars I have owned:
Toyota MR2 (Supercharged)
BMW 3.0 csi (manual)+ 635csi (big BMW sixes are sensational on song)
Willys Overland Stationwagon (Hurricane six)
Porsche 944 Turbo (at 140 mph - even over the sound of my hysterical laughter - and no, I have never had a speed ticket in my life).
Ducati 900ss (I know it's not a car, but it sounded effing fantastic)
But I have never owned a V8.
I'd love to build a GT40 replica one day. Or an AC Cobra.
Part of design has to be the sound of things.
Every sense must be catered to.
The sound of silence is nothing.
Natalie asked me if I'd ever heard a Lamborghini in a confined space. Had to admit that I had not had that pleasure. We cooed, as only petrol heads do about the sound of an Italian GT as one drives through a tunnel. I can only imagine. I told her about the time I took Taylor and Charlie (my ex-partner Lisa the Chiropractor's son) to see the Ferrari Enzo - which was displayed at Continental Cars in Auckland. The queue reminded me of living in London. I don't normally line up for anything - but the boys were keen. The car was impressive, yes, but the highlight of the experience was when staff in the dealership moved a Ferrai in the showroom (which is like an undergorund carpark that isn't actually underground) the sound of a Berlinetta Boxer being blipped inside is something extraordinary.
I was thinking about the way sound of a car affects me. Which made this promotion for the Lamborghini Gallardo seem completely wrong. Bad music. Wrong Music. I wanted to hear the sound. If you are thinking of buying one, then that is a significant driver. As it is presented the Gallaro seems tame, silent. If it is a neutered urban cruiser then the entire Lamborghini brand is a sham.
The best sounding cars I have owned:
Toyota MR2 (Supercharged)
BMW 3.0 csi (manual)+ 635csi (big BMW sixes are sensational on song)
Willys Overland Stationwagon (Hurricane six)
Porsche 944 Turbo (at 140 mph - even over the sound of my hysterical laughter - and no, I have never had a speed ticket in my life).
Ducati 900ss (I know it's not a car, but it sounded effing fantastic)
But I have never owned a V8.
I'd love to build a GT40 replica one day. Or an AC Cobra.
Part of design has to be the sound of things.
Every sense must be catered to.
The sound of silence is nothing.
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