Rock You Like A Huracan

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My Huracan article from this month’s issue of Road&Track is now available on the website. I’d rather you bought the magazine, but this is the year 2015 and not everybody needs the comforting rustle of a turned page, right?


One good thing about reading our Huracan test online is that there’s also a link to a gallery with more of Evan Klein’s photography than you get in the paper magazine. As fate would have it, Evan and I are currently in Southern California working on something else. It’s not exactly a supercar, but it’s also not a Prius. Well, it’s like a Prius. I think I’m confusing myself. Better get back on the road!

7 Replies to “Rock You Like A Huracan”

  1. Athos

    I love to turn the pages, my kids too. But one subscription is enough for me, in my case it’s GRM.

    That picture rocks.

    I used to read Automobile (when I found it), then I switched to HotRod and CarCraft (I can feel the flames already).

    I skimmed through the article. I’d love to put that car as a poster in my bedroom if I was 16 again. Ummm… maybe the new generation.

  2. BC

    I bought a copy of R&T anyway. You’ve come a long way since writing about speeding in Phaetons.

    • JackJack Post author

      To be fair (to me), at the time Robert wanted something controversial and unusual. Everything I wrote in those articles was based on things I’ve done, but sharing it all with the public wasn’t entirely my idea. 🙂

  3. VolandoBajo

    Jack, this is as good an automobile review as I have ever read, and I have been reading them for decades.

    I will attempt to concisely tell you why and how I feel that it hit the nail directly on the head, and I am going to register one small complaint. However, do not let the complaint be construed as detracting in any way from the overal excellence of your article.

    FIrst, the one minor complaint.

    I find it hard to believe that a man of your age and experience set out to do a bit of minor good-natured prankery such as putting a 1 in front of the 80mph sign, while being totally unaware of a cop being so close to seeing you, and without a spotter (not to mention that there was no way you were going to reach the right level with the amount of boxes you had stacked).

    It immediately made the lead appear to have been an entirely staged and fabricated event.

    Whether that is true or not, it detracts from the overall quality of the remainder of your review.

    Please tell me (us) that you just kind of staged the whole thing to have a leadin to the story. That I could understand and accept: the car is apparently so eminently excellent in all areas, that it could be daunting to try to find a point of initial approach to reviewing it.

    But a man of your obvious intelligence, coupled with your multiple decades of pulling off various stunts of borderline social acceptibility, just wouldn’t stack crates (not high enough) in broad daylight (though that would help the photo op), only to have the trooper (an obvious deus ex machina) appear at the instant you appeared to be trying to reach three more feet to past a piece of tape onto the sign.

    But before I could begin to muster a serious feeling of calling BS on that part, you had launched into the examination and enjoyment of the machine itself. And your review is on a par with the great automotive writers of all time, and I say this advisedly.

    So that this does not just come off as blind idol worship (I’ll leave that to nubile young candidates for your real world adventures), let me try to explain.

    While the Huracán is, as you pointed out, not the most expensive big boy toy in the catalog, it is clearly beyond the reach of all but a fortunate, successful, and perhaps a bit lucky, few. And as you pointed out accurately, the car is so capable of so much, that not only must one be able to afford a Huracán, one must also acquire sufficient driving instruction and skill, in order to extract the full potential of the machine.

    As a person who is clearly closer to the end of his run than his beginning, and with family obligations, and a comfortable retirement mapped out, there is no realistic way to find room for either the money or the time that would need to be devoted to acquiring the car, setting it up properly and learning how to do justice to it behind its wheel.’

    Therefore, for me, it is an ultimate Walter Mitty-esque exercise to look at this car longingly.

    But this is where you excel, like an engine coming into the fat part of its torque curve.

    You make clear a point that almost defies belief: it is the ultimate understated performance car/luxury possession, not the most expensive car possible, but as you noted, a prudently balanced choice (if you can say that about a six figure vehicle), in that it clearly matches or outperforms even vehicles costing several times as much.

    And you make it clear just how, and how much, it does this.

    You convey to a reader with an almost entirely intellectual-only grasp of performance driving and performance machines, a clear understanding of why and how this car is an excellent piece of machinery, and how it can, and should be driven to attain these capabilities.

    I have failed to be very concise in making my point, but I will “cut to the chase” here…you have made this Walter Mitty dream dwelling performance car wannabe come to believe, and in a defensible way, why, if I were to suddenly have someone die and “leave me king” (of an oil or diamond producing third world country), that this would be THE car I would want for my DD.

    And your article enables me to clearly understand what I would skills I would need to acquire, as the owner/driver of this car, to do justice to it as a work of art & engineering excellence.

    Many reviews leave me with a “sense” of what the car is all about, often only in a general way, and I must strive to understand how well the car would fit in my life, either as it is, or is it might at some point become.

    Your article leaves no such feeling of sloppy approximation.

    You have left me with a feeling of complete understanding of why THIS car, among all the excellent and expensive cars that exist today, both currently in production and from the past…why THIS car is a pinnacle of achievement, and a pinnacle of perfection that could do more for my driving happiness than any other vehicle.

    R&T clearly picked the correct writer to do justice to this excellent machine. Never before have I felt that a writer/driver had such a solid grasp of the machine’s capabilities, such that he was able to accurately convey its complete behavior, at the limits of its performance.

    My life has been good and rich, in many ways. But you have clearly left me with not one, but two, strong regrets: that I will never own a Huracán (unless you are awarding one as a prize for the best review of your article…I wish), and also that I will never have the opportunity to learn to drive it so close to the edge that I could truly appreciate what a finely balanced machine this is.

    If Janis Joplin were alive today, she would have to find something to rhyme with Huracán instead of Mercedes Benz, as she wrote and sang “Oh, Lord, won’t you buy me a new Huracán (my friends all have Porsches, and I must come up with a plan, the reason , my friends, is all too clear, the Lambo is the car with perfect steer.”).

    I’m sure that was a perfectly awful attempt at lyric-writing but couldn’t resist.

    I predict that you will go down in the Alltime Hall of Fame for writers in the annals of R&T.

    Please do what you do, often. Even if you have to stage a bit of hoonery to develop a lead.

    We will all still read what you have to say, regardless of the style of intro you elect to use.

    Thanks once again, for the best half hour I ever spent in a doctor’s office’s waiting room.

    If R&T is going to have you in every issue, I just might have to go back to subscribing again.

    • Jack BaruthJack Baruth Post author

      The quickest answer I can give you is this: The reason that particular photo was used was that Hearst was, I believe, unwilling to show a picture where I was actually violating the law. So what you see is a staged photo that we took before I started stacking the crates. The plan was to have a photo of the Lamborghini blasting past the sign that would have been modified to read “180”.

      I had the photography team spotting for me. What threw them off was that this particular sheriff was driving a pickup truck.

      Had I been doing the whole thing by myself, I’d have been successful — but as is always the case with magazine stuff, there’s an entourage full of people along with you.

      Thank you for your kind words!

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