2014 LAMBORGHINI Aventador Roadster Review

Those looking at us right now must think we’re quite big narcissists. That’s because we’ve been staring at the interior rear view mirror for almost five minutes now. Here’s where we see the newly-created engine ribcage behind us.

And we want more, we want to feel the engine. Apparently, this is a natural reaction and all you have to do in order to quench this petrol thirst is to lower the rear window. Don’t worry, the architecture of the back end makes sure the heat that rises from the engine compartment doesn’t come rushing into the cabin.

In here you’ll feel more like in a Targa than in a convertible. There’s enough open sky to please one and the hefty rear structures behind your head bring confidence, reinforcing the pleasure. Then again, this seems to be the trend these days, as you’ll find similar setups in the Ferrari 458 Spider and McLaren MP4-12C Spider.

Apart from that and some fancy leather called Sabbia Neferthem, the cabin remains unchanged. As you climb into the driver’s seat, there are edgy and massive structures all around you. From here it feels more like you’re inside a fantasy costume rather than being in a car cabin.

As you open the dihedral doors, the drama inside the Lamborghini Aventador Roadster starts radiating. Sitting in here is a bit like going to the theater. The shapes and angles are pure art and the materials are all the kind you’d like to take home. Alas, there’s no play that lasts forever - spend more than one or two hours in the Aventador’s seats and your back will start protesting.

You’ll also be a bit confused around that massive center console. You couldn’t possibly pay attention to the road and still tell which knob does what - there’s one for the volume, one for the climate control and a third one for the infotainment.

A quick interaction with the Audi R8-borrowed steering wheel and we’ve familiarized ourselves with the controls. Good, now we can move on to the visibility, which isn’t much worse than in the Aventador Coupe. Too bad that the latter has an issue when it comes to this. Try to drive it inside the city, for example and you’ll quickly need anger management classes.

As for the interior space, there’s enough of it for all of your extremities. However, you’d be wrong to call the Aventador Roadster’s interior generous when considering the dimensions of the thing. To the car’s defense, we did manage to stuff two 0.5-liter water bottles in the pockets behind each seat.

Once again, the Aventador Roadster is a cheeky little devil, aiming to make its driver forget the aforementioned issues. You do feel special indeed when you’re treated with steering column ergonomics such as this.

The metallic paddles are simply perfect. The slight sensation of chill you get when you touch them in the morning acts like an energizer. The rest of the controls have been placed further than usual. This way, the Aventador avoids the Lamborghini Gallardo’s cluttered arrangement. It’s also superior to the counter intuitive Ferrari steering wheel-centered control arrangement.