Lamborghini Huracán Evo Spyder review

Lamborghini ballsed up when it chopped the roof off the Huracán. Or perhaps it was Audi when it was concocting the current R8 Spyder, which shares much of the Huracán’s foundations. Someone somewhere got a bit confused between millimetres and inches, or accidentally hit ‘delete all’ on their chassis blueprint and had to pull an all-nighter typing it all back in.

Quite simply, there isn’t enough room in this car for the V10 engine, the folding roof gubbins, and the human sitting behind the steering wheel and the pedals. So something has to give, and it’s not the metal bits.

If you’re anything over five foot ten, you simply won’t fit comfortably in this car. The (unsupportive) seat doesn’t motor back far enough, and when it’s at the limits of its adjustment, hard up against the rear bulkhead, it can’t recline, so you sit bolt upright, like you’re being sentenced in court. Not stylish.

Your legs are kinked to get comfortable on the pedals. And that means the steering wheel needs to be adjusted clear of your knees. If you’re anything around six foot tall, when you finally settle into some approximation of being seated, you’re at level eyeline with the top of the windscreen rail. So, you choose whether to drive along hunched, ducking to peer through the windscreen, or peek straight over the top and enjoy catching swarms of insects in your eyelashes. All the while, you’re the star of fifty thousand Instagram stories.

These were all problems with the original Huracán Spyder. However, it’s now been joined by a new and even more Italian whoopsie in the Huracán Evo. See, Lamborghini came over all, well, Audi-ish, and got rid of all the switchgear. Where there was once a bank of buttons for the radio, climate control and settings, there’s now a 4.4-inch touchscreen. Very minimalist. Very cool.

… and completely pointless, because the second you drop the roof, reflections make the display entirely unreadable. In fact, they’re blinding. Supercars are supposed to be impractical of course, but deliberately hiding all of the car’s interior toys in behind a window of fingerprints is just cruel. Even a Countach is less hard work than one of these.

As before, the roof is well-insulated and motors away quietly in 17 seconds at up to 31mph. Headroom is very tight when it’s raised, though. To cheer yourself up, the rear window can be lowered independently, so the V10 can invade the cabin even when the weather is as depressed as your hairstyle.