It wasn’t until I hit 145 mph that I thought, “This could be dangerous.”
By then, I was leaving the straightaway and entering the high-banked left turn, pressed hard into the seat of the Lamborghini Aventador S as I roared my way around the Auto Club Speedway in Fontana.
A buck and a half, on that track, in that car, wasn’t fast. A pro driver behind the wheel of the Aventador could have hit 200 mph without stretching the Lamborghini’s limits. Other drivers that day hit 160.
But I’d never driven a super car on a racetrack. Besides, I’d just noticed the “air bag” icon was illuminated on the dashboard.
I had come to Fontana at the invitation of the Lamborghini people....