1962 Ferrari 250 GT CaliforniaIt is probably because I fall asleep reading Road & Track every night, and before that I spend a lot of my time playing Forza, Need for Speed and the like. Those of you who are a little older and wiser are probably thinking: "Been there done that, had that dream a million times. Good luck". I understand it is hard to comprehend just how much it costs to drive one. But it seems as though every action I take in life is leading up to the day where I walk into the dealer, slap down a wad of cash, drop the clutch and burn out.
2009 Ferrari CaliforniaI remember one day on a trip to Florida. Typical Canadian tourist: shorts, sandals...it's the end of February and the locals are wearing parkas. Anyway, as I am about to cross the road a couple pulls up in a 360 Modena spyder (a Ferrari for those of you not speaking my language). I guess I forgot that people in convertibles can hear everything and reacted like a kid in a toy store. More excited than ever I tug on Jaclyn's arm "Wow, I want one!"... or something to that effect. Taking note of my drooling the lady in the passenger seat (about three feet away) turns and simply says "don't worry hunny, one day you'll have one." I was in love...with the car of course. Her husband blipped the throttle and drove away, the exhaust note was unforgettable.
Of course I have never driven one, but the idea that a whole machine was hand made and fine tuned for me to drive is just too perfect. It is not about status, but about the feel, the smell...the experience.
It is something that I know I will want for the rest of my life, work towards and maybe never achieve...but it will drive me to do great things.
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