When the Lamborghini Countach set its fat rollers on the topsoil five decades ago, the automotive world held its breath for more than a few seconds. You can feel that to this day. A ride through the Alps leaves black lines on the asphalt, amazed cattle and confused villagers. In Munich, it is not only the disturbed Leopoldstrasse that goggles.
When the Lamborghini Countach set its fat rollers on the topsoil five decades ago, the automotive world held its breath for more than a few seconds. You can feel that to this day. A ride through the Alps leaves black lines on the asphalt, amazed cattle and confused villagers. In Munich, it’s not just the disturbed Leopoldstrasse that goggles.