Teenage Rampage: Kurt, Mira and the Aventador Ultimae

In keeping with the Day of Sons and Daughters, today we remember a very special drive. To be more precise, the drive in the Lamborghini Aventador Ultimae that took place because our ramp author Kurt Molzer wanted to impress his 13-year-old daughter. Could that work out?
Text Kurt Molzer & Marko Knab
Photo Matthias Mederer

High above the Wolfgangsee in Austria’s Salzkammergut lake region, the three of us were sitting on a wayside bench after a long hike. Our backpacks lay open between us, each of us held a snack in our hands, and Mira’s braces glistened in the sunlight. “Why does Bela always get to ride along in those fast cars of yours and I don’t?” she asked me abruptly. Bela beat me to the answer: “Because you should be playing with dolls.” Oh, was he going to pay for that insolence! Mira stood up and gave him a hearty slap, which reverberated all the way up into the mountains. He tried to downplay the incident with a forced smile.

Mira is my thirteen-year-old daughter. Bela, as some readers will know, my twenty-year-old son. They’re half-siblings. Mira is the big cheese among the seventh graders at the Goethe Gymnasium in Vienna. She runs faster than any boy, and she can beat them all at arm wrestling. This fall, she’s starting karate, and then things at her school are sure to get really interesting.

SSo far, so good. Now all one has to do at this point is interrupt Kurt's immediate descriptions and ask: How do you still want to impress such a daughter? It quickly becomes clear: only a similarly wild vehicle can remedy the situation. A Lamborghini is needed. But not just any Lamborghini, the ultimate Aventador. So the editorial assistant orders an Aventador Ultimae Roadster. The destination: Munich.

»Mira is the big cheese among the seventh graders at the Goethe Gymnasium in Vienna. She runs faster than any boy, and she can beat them all at arm wrestling.«

There was a lot of traffic on the German autobahn. No chance of going all out and do this sports car some justice. We played three rounds of Twenty Questions with famous persons. The first time I was the early humanist Dionigi di Borgo San Sepolcro (c. 1300–1342), the second time the medieval troubadour Walther von der Vogelweide (c. 1170–1230), the third time Ray Harroun, the winner of the first Indianapolis 500 (1911). Mira guessed none of the three, although each time I gave her the valuable hint that the person in question was already dead. Mira was her mother the first time, her uncle Herbert the second time, and her best friend Alicia the third time. Amazingly, I guessed all three.

But slowly my passenger was growing impatient. She still had hopes of experiencing three hundred kilometers per hour. I was undecided. But even if I had wanted to – the traffic wouldn’t have allowed it. It wasn’t much farther to Munich. We were approaching the long straight through Hofoldinger Forest. There was already much less traffic here. I made a decision. But I won’t write down in detail what happened on the following twenty kilometers. I only want to tell you, dear readers, because I consider it my chronicler’s duty, that we were in seventh gear and that I was frothing a bit at the front of my mouth again, but that I was able to quickly contain it with my tongue before it ruined my black ramp T-shirt, and that at no point did I endanger my daughter’s life, which lies before her like a beautiful and as yet unfulfilled dream. It is extremely important to me that you take note of this, that goes without saying!

Whether both arrived well in Munich and the wild car then actually impressed the wild daughter? You can read this and more in ramp rampstyle #26.

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