.Lamborghini Aventador Ultimae: Last of its kind:
What the Ultimae fixes from previous Aventadors is not a damned thing. It's still a car that demands athleticism to get into and out of; pulling down the doors means risking a shoulder muscle tear; and the starter whirrs up like the auxiliary power unit in the back of a 737. Shut it down, and the fans keep roaring as if they were inflating a kids' bouncy house.
The nose scrapes on anything taller than a flattened soda can, the ride is often brutal, and the only reason why the massive tires can't be heard roaring is because the sound of everything else is even louder. Most egregiously of all, the seven-speed single-clutch automated-manual transmission still shifts with the subtlety of Lawrence Taylor hitting Joe Theismann.at any casino. Merely seeing it instantly propels 12-year-olds through three years of adolescence.