Okay, here’s my blog post about my experience with the 1989 Lambo Countach:
So, I’ve always been a HUGE fan of the Countach. I mean, who isn’t? That wedge shape, those scissor doors… pure 80s awesomeness. I finally got my hands on a 1989 model, and let me tell you, it was an experience. I want to share all the highs and lows.
Getting Started
First off, just finding one in decent condition was a chore. I spent months scouring online listings, forums, and even talking to some classic car dealers. I finally found one a few states away, so I took a road trip just to inspect it in person, It looked good with all of the original parts. I checked the main things like for rust, leaks, and anything obvious.
The Drive
Getting behind the wheel…man, that was something else. The seating position is, let’s just say, unique. You’re practically lying down, and the visibility? Forget about it! Reverse is basically a guessing game. I relied heavily on the tiny side mirrors and a whole lot of prayer.
But then, I started the engine. The sound of that V12…pure magic. It’s raw, it’s loud, and it vibrates through your entire body. I carefully pulled out of the parking lot, getting used to the heavy clutch and the incredibly sensitive steering. Every little bump in the road is transmitted directly to your spine.
- The Clutch: It is really very heavy. My left leg got a serious workout.
- The Steering: Super direct, no power steering. Parking is a two-person job.
- The Sound: Incomparable. Worth the price of admission alone.
- The Attention: Everywhere I went, people were staring, taking pictures, giving thumbs-up.
The Nitty-Gritty
After a while driving, I wanted to get a better look at everything under the hood.
Opening the engine cover, that V12 is a work of art, all those carburetors and that crazy exhaust setup.
I wanted to give it a basic checkup, so i
checked the oil, coolant, and all the other fluids.
The Verdict
Owning and driving a Countach, even for a short time, is an unforgettable experience. It’s not practical, it’s not comfortable, and it’s certainly not easy. But it’s a Countach. It’s a legend. It’s a rolling, roaring piece of automotive history. Would I daily drive it? Absolutely not. Would I do it all again? In a heartbeat.
