Nobody ever accused the Miura of being the best-driving Lambo. It may be the worst. But that's to disregard the impact of the best-looking sports car ever, the model for which the term 'supercar' was coined. Its layout was radical: transverse, mid-engined V12 with the block cast to include the gearbox. The driving position was knees-up, pedals close, arms stretched to the near horizontally-angled wheel, head into the roof lining. Recreating the opening scene, from the (first) Italian Job, I viewed the Alps through the Miura's panoramic screen, V12 howling.