Lamborghini on Ice: Huracan for a day, Miura for life

Huracan for a day, Miura for life. Miura: the name is enough to make the air vibrate. The first car you bought to be cooler than the others, not so much to go faster: sensual, violent, unfiltered, pure. Driving it means accelerating with a 4,000 engine just a few inches from your head, behind a plexiglass, which occasionally caught everything on fire. Yes, because the Miura gasoline burns in the Weber competition carburetors, which despite all the effort to work on the street, they remain components designed for the track and not to stop at the traffic lights with the engine running to fill the butterflies with fuel. It may happen that when we start again a flame comes out of the exhausts. This nuisance that can only be solved in one way: accelerating, making the gasoline suck into its place inside the carburetors. And Greta Thunberg can't say anything about it.