The Lamborghini Diablo story
The Lamborghini Diablo story
Originally, this blurb was written to the MARX7 list, chronicling my encounter with a Lamborghini Diablo on I-93 in late June of 1997. I've reprinted it here for future reference.
The event itself was interesting, but not earthshattering. The most interesting part of the day was the trip up there.
At around noon, I was on I-93, northbound, in the middle lane, there appeared a silver apparition quite unlike any other vehicles I'd seen in recent memory. At first, I thought it was the McLaren which I'd seen at Chambers Motorcars, since it was that same steel-grey colour...but as my passenger pointed out, the driver was sitting on the left side of the car, not the middle. I'm pretty certain now that it was a Lamborghini Diablo.
The car looks incredibly wide, with absolutely monstrous rubber. The rearward visibility looks to be somewhat of a joke, as there's approximately a 4" x 18" window for the driver to look backwards in. But then again...what's in back doesn't matter... Make no mistake, that car's a showstopper.
I had a good time following this guy along I-93. He had dealer plates, and was really making some good time. We followed him for a good half an hour or so, while we made periodic excursions at well over 100 mph.
I think he was getting a bit irritated that he was having trouble losing me (I was in my 3rd gen), as he began to drive more and more erratically, shoving his mega-dollar car into tiny gaps in traffic, and causing people to swerve violently, hit the brakes, etc. I ended up losing him to a huge clump of traffic, where he basically 'forced' himself in and out of traffic, weaving to make headway. (This was a two-lane section). I didn't want to play that game, so I let him go.
I also want to make sure I'm not leaving the wrong impression here....The only reason I was keeping up with him was because he'd run into traffic once in a while. Otherwise, I think I would have been observing him through binoculars. 
Sorry for the bandwidth usage, but it was really a good time. I was having a great time, but my passenger started to get a small case of white-knuckles.
- Mark
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