The Lamborghini Miura is the most beautiful car of the sixties. There. I\u2019ve said it. You can’t be objective when you’re talking about automotive beauty. There’s this idea that journalists are meant to be objective, platonic, even handed; set back from the debate. But whichever sort of scales you could possibly employ to define ultimate beauty in a car, the Miura comes out on top. For me, at least.<\/p>\n
Sure, Marcello Gandini\u2019s design for Bertone might not be necessarily be possessed of the sublime curvature of Ferrari\u2019s 250 GTO. It might not have the natural racer pulchritude of the Alfa 33 Stradale \u2013 nor the long limbed sleekness of Jaguar\u2019s E Type.<\/p>\n
But what the Miura had over these titans of sixtes automotive loveliness was its purity. The Miura had a completely uncompromised Latinate machismo encoded in the sort of futurism that defined perfectly the end of the decade that changed everything.<\/p>\n\n\t\t