This is a debate over visual aesthetics, not performance stats. Over the decades these two makes of supercar have battled it out for top spot. Which one is the fastest? Which one is the most powerful? Which one is the most luxurious? Each of them has commandeered these attributes with great skill and finesse ... but we’re not here to discuss and argue over high speed and smooth engineering.
We’re here to debate their design style and visual appeal.
It’s a simple enough debate, no politics or ethics involved, only personal taste is at stake. Is it the rearing stallion or is it the charging bull? Scarlet crimson or midnight black? Hard top or roadster? A vintage from the 1950s or 1960s? Or the glamour heyday of the 70s? Perhaps the ostentatious 80s? Or the sleek 90s? Or maybe you prefer a model from the new millennium?
In the mid-80s, when I was sixteen, my family traveled to England and in London we visited some dear old friends of my parents. They were rather wealthy with a home in Kensington and a huge farm in Sussex. The father, like my dad, was a bit of a car nut. He was into Ferraris and owned a couple, one of which was a 1960s Dino, but they weren’t kept at the London home. I had recently become entranced by the Lamborghini Countach regarding it as the most stylish looking car I had ever laid eyes on. As far as I was concerned nothing came close to the Countach for sheer wow factor.
Despite having an extensive die-cast model car collection (Matchbox, Corgi, Hot Wheels, and others), I was naďve. I hadn’t done much looking around in the real world. No doubt there were other cars just as fantastic looking, but I had yet to discover them.
We went to a car show and I bought myself a Lamborghini car key ring. I told myself I’d get the key one day when I was rich and famous. Later back at the Kensington pad Mr. Ferrari gave me a present from his bookshelf; a large hardback pictorial history of Lamborghini. On the title page in the front of the book he wrote “To Raoul, a LAMBORGHINI fan … but he’ll learn!” This was a sly nudge to let me know that Ferrari was No.1 in his books, and always would be.
Several years later whilst re-reading the beautiful Lamborghini book I “discovered” the Miura, in particular the P400 model from the late 60s/early 70s. I fell in love. I’d always thought the Countach was about as sexy as a car could get. I was wrong. The Miura is sex on wheels. I’d even say it’s the car lovers equivalent of deep throat with a finger up the ass, but some people might find that analogy a little crass. How about Miura is the g-spot of performance cars ... now that’s a little less vulgar, but no less carnal, because that’s what these extraordinary cars evoke; a base, but overwhelming desire; to own, to drive … and caress.
But enough of the vehicular vernacular, let’s put the images up for debate. Which cars do you find the most eye-catching, most attractive, most visually appealing, most stylish-looking, sexiest, sleekest. Is it a Lamborghini or is it a Ferrari? Here they are, twelve of each, alternating …