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Having said all that, however, the gear lever of a manual
LP640 is simply beautiful; a sculpture in the middle of the cockpit to
which your sight instantly falls and could happily stay for several minutes,
speechless. It stands up magnificently on the center tunnel, made of strong
steel, inserted into a fingered, open gaiter. And to hear that exciting
clacking of steel against steel whenever one changes gear makes your nerves
vibrate and you blood boil. It is an evocative throwback to Italian icons
of the 1960s like Ferrari's 275 GTB, Bizzarrini's 5300 GT Strada, or the
Maserati Ghibli.
The sensations as i leave the pit lane are a jumble between
the roar of the V12 invading my ears and the emotion of the "landscape"
of the cockpit: the massive central transmission tunnel, the large console
which loses itself at the juncture with the nearly-horizontal windscreen,
and the small steering wheel offered up to me from the steering column.
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