Finally, a Drool Worthy Hypercar.

Not a day goes by when I don't ask myself which car I'd buy if I were a billionaire. And in typical gearhead fashion, the answer to that childish question changes daily as the mood strikes me. There are only a few great, albeit affordable, cars that I've come to unconditionally love. The BMW 135i Coupe M Sport and the Mk5 Volkswagen GTI are some of those cars. Each in their own right are flawless machines that not only shrink around the driver but make for an absolute laugh when pushed to the easily found limits. They tick all the boxes and then some. But we're on about hypercars, and I've yet to fall in love with one.


What I'll spend the next few paragraphs talking about is what arguably is the most important factor of a hypercar and that's its aesthetics. I spent the better half of yesterday carefully analyzing the supercars at the Toronto AutoShow. The show is put on by AutoTrader.ca and they've done a spectacular job. In fact, I was blown away by everything. The pavilions, the infrastructure, the advertising, the 'booth professionals', and most importantly, the cars. But tucked at the back end of the supercar pavilion stood a car that left a particular impression. One that put butterflies in my stomach and itched the bottom of my spine. It twitched my right foot and for a moment compressed my lungs. I've been aching to see Lamborghini's newest flagship for some time now but nothing could of prepared me for the moment when I first laid eyes on it. You can keep your Enzos, Veyrons, and Paganis, the Aventador is the ticket.


It begs to be studied, almost as if the instruction manual is spelled out throughout its razor sharp bodywork. Words cannot describe how special this car looks. Parked alongside it were a Pagani Zonda R, one of only 14 in the world, and the only one that sports a bare carbon fibre exterior. It costs 2.3 million dollars and it is the only one that ever made it to Canada. But none of that mattered. And neither did the Blue Bugatti Veyron Grand Sport parked only 20 meters away. You can forget about the odd looking bunch of Ferraris and not even the usually gorgeous Aston Martin One-77 stacked up against Sant'Agata's new hypercar. The Aventador is on another level. It's the first hypercar that finishes the job of melting impressive functional design into an actual beautiful car. We're often mislead in to loving supercars when really all we are is impressed. Look at a Veyron and you see a squashed beetle, look at a Ferrari Enzo and something seems missing, and look at a Pagani Zonda R and it's aerodynamic body will leave you impressed but definitely not smitten in love. If a Maserati GranTurismo sportscar can be beautiful, why can't a hypercar, at ten times the price, be as pretty? In fact, at $400,000 the Aventador is a bargain. The Bugatti, Aston, and Pagani present at the show combine for a monumental $5,000,000 price tag. That's over 12 Aventadors! And none of the aforementioned cars looked even remotely worth their price tag.


It's tough to point out what exactly made me fall in love with the Aventador. Since all I did was look at it it wasn't the way it drove or how it sounds that left me in love. Rather, it's aesthetics did the trick. I suspect that its razor sharp extraterrestrial lines and it's low slung ultra wide stance is what triggered a series of chemical reactions in my brain that I've yet to reverse. I must of stood there for 10 minutes staring at it's silhouette. Utterly paralyzed. My attraction to the Aventador blindsided me and I'm afraid you'll only understand what exactly I'm on about when you finally see one in the flesh.


It especially came as a surprise since I'm not exactly a consistent Lamborghini fan. Sure some of my best childhood memories took place in a Gallardo Spyder and a white LP560-4, but I've never considered them cars I'd one day love to own. I shudder when I hear them driving around town at low speeds or when I head them tick over on startup. It all sounds so unreliable and poorly put together. Which is funny, because Lamborghinis are by far the most accessible supercars for the common ham fisted millionaire. Their four wheel drive systems (although jerky at low speeds) allow owners to open up their Lambo's tail pipes without opening up the airbags. So for many, a Lambo is the ticket. Loud, brash, easily accessible power and fantastic at wooing the ladies.

Now if the LP700-4 Aventador has already managed to win me over with its looks, oh my God do I look forward to strapping myself to the front of those 700 galloping Italian bred horses and finding the bottom of that accelerator pedal. Hilarious BONUS VIDEO.

I'll be going to the Toronto AutoShow as many times as I can until the show leaves town later this week. If anyone in Toronto reading this is still not convinced to go, than allow me to point out that it's one of the most entertaining auto shows I've ever been to both in quantity and quality of the cars - and 'booth professionals' - on tap.

See you there.