2020 Lamborghini Aventador SVJ Roadster First Drive: Drown Out the World With 12 Angry Cylinders
Is the topless Superveloce Jota the one to get?Let's just get this out of the way right now: I can't tell you what happens when you push the Lamborghini Aventador SVJ Roadster beyond its limits.
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It's not for lack of trying. I could've done something deliberately stupid to see what would happen, but I'm not in the business of wrecking $573,996 cars ($643,881 as tested) just to tell you whether they oversteer or understeer before they hit a tree. Had my test drive been on a track, we'd be having a very different conversation right now, but on public roads, it simply isn't possible to suss out the limit behavior of an SVJ without putting yourself, the car, and the people around you in serious jeopardy.
Not that the conditions weren't right for it. Climbing out of Palm Springs into the San Jacinto Mountains saw temperatures drop to the high 40s, the bottom of the safe operating range for the car's Pirelli P Zero Corsa summer tires. Sticky performance tires like these harden up and lose their grip at low temperatures. If the car was going to have grip issues, this was the environment that would make it happen. Apparently, snow on the side of the road wasn't enough of an indicator of road conditions. These tires refused to squeal, much less slip or slide.
To be sure, I co-drove with a guy who's as fast as I am and knows the local roads better than I do. We wrung the car out for everything it was worth, and it gave up nothing. No push on entry, as all-wheel-drive cars have been known to do. No lift-throttle oversteer as mid-engine cars are wont to do. No wild power oversteer as 759-hp cars sending 60 to 90 percent of their power to the rear wheels are expected to do. The only time we saw a stability control light, even in the most stringent Strada setting, was when bumps in the road caused a tire to lose contact momentarily, but the light was the only indication of computer intervention.
What it did do, though, was give me a stiff neck, which is something I can't say about any other street car I've driven. Race cars? Sure. But neither as a driver nor a passenger have I ever been in a street car that made my neck sore after a few hours of driving. That's how much cornering g this thing can consistently pull—in sub-optimal conditions, no less. And were the tires wasted by the time we were done? Nope! Plenty of tread left and not much scrub on the shoulders.
I did learn a few things about this car besides its grip, and it's almost all good news. When I tested the slightly less insane Aventador SV (no J) three years ago, I said it was miserable at anything less than 80 mph and you should just have it trailered to whatever road or track you wanted to drive on. I don't know that Lamborghini R&D puts any special stock in my opinion, but they certainly addressed a lot of my complaints.
No, you still can't see out of this thing with its massive A-pillars, gun-slit windows, and blind spots big enough to hide a train, but there's no point harping on it beyond that. There's a back-up camera now, and it's a godsend. This time, the car was equipped with the optional nose lift system, which should frankly be standard, because whatever weight you might save deleting it isn't worth the damage you'll wreck on the front end. Also, this car has 759 hp and weighs something like 4,000 pounds. A couple more pounds for a nose lifter is meaningless to this car's performance. Hell, the extra 110 pounds Lamborghini says the removable roof packs on makes no discernable difference, so what's a few more?
The electronic wizardry has gotten better, as well, and not just the nearly undetectable stability control. The magnetic dampers' new programming has softened up the ride quality noticeably without, as mentioned, giving up anything in grip or body control. The old single-clutch automated manual transmission shifts better than it ever has, even if there's still head-bobbing lag on upshifts. Most cars with transmissions programmed this smartly you just leave to their own devices (see: every PDK-equipped Porsche ever made), but something about this one makes you want to pull the paddles just for fun. When I reviewed the Ferrari 812 Superfast, I chastised the computer for not letting the engine spend enough time at 9,000 rpm so we could hear that beautiful engine and implored you to make liberal use of the paddles. The SVJ suffers no such malpractice.



