London Calling

Lamborghini Countach

Contrary to popular belief, the Countach was not a supercar.

This, dear reader, is ground zero. But certainly not of cars.

You may wonder why. This is, after all—

A Lamborghini Countach in London

—an Italian supercar named after a wolf whistle.

But then consider that the automobile as a form of progress reached its zenith in 1965. This was the year when a band of twentysomething tinkerers demoed a piece of tubing with an engine in Geneva, which another twentysomething later turned into the Lamborghini Miura.

The Daytona may have been the better car and the Ghibli may have been more aristocratic. However, it was the Miura which prompted L. J. K. Setright to coin the word supercar.


Casual observation may classify the Countach as merely the next outrageous act of Ferruccio Lamborghini’s team of punks, the yin to the Miura’s yang, a study in straight lines instead of curves. This, however, is not the case.

Take in the whole and you will see that the Lamborghini Countach was clearly meant for deepspace travel.

It may have been powered by a twelve-cylinder engine and it may have required leaded petrol for operation, but that was all smoke and mirrors. A Countach can only stretch its legs in the outer reaches of the atmosphere and it does not feel quite all right until you pass the rings of Saturn.

A Countach on asphalt is an albatross about the motorist’s neck. Mocked for its clumsiness, its clutch that requires a Schwarzeneggerian quadriceps, its lack of rear view.

Men have witnessed albatrosses take off from Kerguelen Island and cruise the Southern Ocean for weeks but has no one in thirty-seven years bothered to reach into the driver’s footwell and press the button marked spazio?

Maybe the Italian space industry is simply too secretive.

After all, have you ever seen a Countach with its rocket engines exposed?

London Calling is a series about supercars sighted in the UK capital.

Published on Wednesday, July 16th, 2008


By Nat:

Hoped that clicking on the photo would mean other beauties – decorticated unconditional reflex, indeed. However, a mimosa has always its curiosity value. Disenchanted.

Posted on Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

By omm:

The Miura was the first as an establisher of the ultimate and pure speedhunters category.
But for me, the Countach was the big deal. I mean, look at it. It’s mercyless, low and it want to kill you.
It was made for glory and fame. Nothing else. Who cares about the rearview mirrors and the lack of space? His quest gives him the shape. The quest for speed.
Fires up the world behind. Yeah!

And London Calling was also a great song of The Clash.
Listen it out pal.

Posted on Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

Nat,no worries,more is about to come.Like this:

Bye the way,i thought the DeLorean was the one to jump space with.
Anyway,the wikipedia Countach picture(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Lamborghini_Countach.png) shows exactly how much of a rocket it is indeed.

Posted on Wednesday, July 16th, 2008

Nice lambo poetry. I’m interested whether you translate your Hungarian toughts into English, or these words come directly from your anglo-segment of broca’s area?

Posted on Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

By Nick Kulczak:

The Countach is everything I wanted to be as a child. Nowadays I’d much rather be a Muira, and in my 20s again.

All abstractions aside though, I’d love to put a Countach on railroad tracks, and attach JATO rocket packs to it. WOOOOOSH! The Evoluzione looks as though it was built specifically for this purpose.

Posted on Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

By Nick Kulczak:

Wait, wait, there was another use for it:


Posted on Friday, March 20th, 2009

Getting closer and closer to the Hispano–Suiza Diomedea scramjet-ekranoplan (which I’ll write about at some point on these pages).

Posted on Friday, March 20th, 2009