On the home stretch, a trail of Lambos dots PCH like contents from a bag of high-dollar Skittles: tangerine, lime green, purple. I mash the throttle and sink into the embrace of smooth Italian leather. We fall into a single-file formation, one that easily stretches a mile or more. Like a swarm of angry bees, the precision-tuned exhaust notes emitted from each car hummed with harmonious rhythm. Our arrival is announced.
The marathon drive concludes with a special dinner and slideshow recapping highlights of the event. "I look forward to the Giro every year," Winkelmann says with a blinding, trademark grin. "It is always a fantastic drive and I enjoy the great camaraderie with owners who all share such incredible passion for the brand."
Speeding tickets aside, I'd jump at the chance to run with the bulls yet again.www.giro.lamborghinievents.com