Rosanna's Wes splashes out €200,000 on 200mph car
THEY'RE Ireland's couple in the fast lane with a lifestyle full of exotic holidays, glitzy events and one half of the pair posing for the world's biggest nude magazine.
But things just got a whole lot faster for husband and wife-to-be Wes Quirke and Rosanna Davison.
The son of Richard 'Dr Quirkey' Quirke, gaming-arcade millionaire and man behind the proposed massive casino in Two Mile Borris, Co Tipperary, has splashed out a six-figure sum on a Lamborghini Gallardo to whiz his beautiful fiancee around.
The supercar is the latest mean machine that the Dublin southsider has added to his eye-watering catalogue of cars bought over the years.
Quirke had the 2010 model specially flown in from the UK after sifting the market for the perfect set of wheels to replace his red Ferrari 430.
At the time of his engagement to former Miss World Rosanna, rumours were rife that he had sold his most prized possession to pay for the customised cushion-cut ring, believed to be worth around €35,000.
But the 29-year-old recently put paid to that suggestion when he quickly replaced his motor with the far superior model. He is now the proud owner of a 2010 LP560 which is worth in the region of €200,000.
With its mix of mouthwatering Italian looks and hard-nosed German engineering, the white head-turner has been heard being driven around South Dublin with its 5.2-litre V-10 engine in full song.
With 552bhp, it can tear from zero to 60mph in about 3.5 seconds and to 100mph in just over seven. But if given the space it needs to take flight, it can reach over 200mph, speed limits permitting.
Known to have become publicity-shy in recent years, shunning many red-carpet galas and press calls, the one place Wes doesn't seem to mind attracting attention is behind the steering wheel of this piece of engineering genius.
And attention is something that the Gallardo – named after a famed breed of fighting bull – attracts by the bucketload.
For most people it's a fantasy car. They hang a poster of it on the wall and dream of owning one, if they ever find the guts – and the wherewithal – to pay for it.
But for Wes, who's already bagged the girl most men can only dream of, what's another set of luxury wheels in his driveway?