About a half-mile up the road, a brand-new, chalk-white Gallardo LP560-4 Spyder makes a U-turn. Its driver can see there is no place for cops to hide in this sorrowful emptiness. In a moment we hear the first explosive sounds of the guy laying into it. Suddenly, the car’s howl seems to split the sky open. The tourists turn fearfully and begin to move to the road’s edge. The paddle shifts come one-two-three, and there’s that piercing cry of an F1 car that a moment later turns into an eye-bulging Pavarotti high note—and yes, it does look like some killer pterodactyl coming at you, hugging the ground, hawk-eyed, closing quickly, wailing. And when it blows by flat out, it whips a whoosh of wind across the faces of a busload of open-mouthed but definitely thrilled Spanish tourists.
That would sell about anybody, this mid-mounted, 5.2-liter V-10 engine in full song. All 552 hp flung out of the box, it honks to 60 mph in about 3.5 seconds and to 100 mph in just over seven. Given enough room, it will go a claimed 201 mph.
Source: Car and Driver