| Author | Message | ||
| DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed Post Number: 5564 Registered: 8-2002 |
LOL, you two...! Let's not start another bologna thread - before we know it, it'll be added onto the list of things we're not allowed to talk about, like floor matts and fish license plate frame thingies... | ||
| Taek-Ho Kwon (Stickanddice)
Intermediate Member Username: Stickanddice Post Number: 1876 Registered: 11-2002 |
Careful with Bologna! It ruins paint! Cheers | ||
| Rikky Alessi (Ralessi)
Member Username: Ralessi Post Number: 254 Registered: 5-2002 |
You do know that bologna is mainly lips, tails, and ears right?  | ||
| DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed Post Number: 5563 Registered: 8-2002 |
LMAO, BobD, you say that like it's a bad thing...! Hell, for some bologna, coke and cigarette money, i'd work for him full time... | ||
| DaveE (Banzaiboxr)
Junior Member Username: Banzaiboxr Post Number: 184 Registered: 8-2002 |
Glad to hear you are still looking for a BBi Matt. Hurry .......I need the radio | ||
| BobD (Bobd)
Intermediate Member Username: Bobd Post Number: 1425 Registered: 3-2001 |
This is great... DES, you understand you have to become Matt's butler in Carmel once you get out there, right? | ||
| DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed Post Number: 5556 Registered: 8-2002 |
Matt, that's 15-25k that you can use for whatever...! Hypothetically speaking, let's look at a possibility: You find a 512BBi you want; you buy it. i move out of the united states and into California ( ); you give me your 308. Two months later, something happens, something goes wrong - whatever - and you need money to fix the 512. Here i am, riding around in your Ferrari while your new one sits in the driveway; i can't justify that. i have a sort of inverted Midas touch, too - once i become owner of a vehicle, the resale value plummets, literally, to almost zero. Seriously... sell it and put that cash aside for a just in case day... If your new car broke down, i would be guilt-ridden and wouldn't be able to drive your 308 unless i was driving you somewhere... Seriously. | ||
| "The Don" (The_don)
Senior Member Username: The_don Post Number: 6271 Registered: 8-2002 |
Take it Dan, If I sell it I will only get $25K tops and if I trade it in I will only get 15K or so. | ||
| "The Don" (The_don)
Senior Member Username: The_don Post Number: 6270 Registered: 8-2002 |
Dan, I am serious. I am looking for one now. Now you just need to move. | ||
| DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed Post Number: 5555 Registered: 8-2002 |
WHAT...?!?!?!? Matt, are you serious...?!? Seriously...! Holy ••••, Matt...! That's ridiculous...! THANK YOU...! Dude, i couldn't take your Ferrari; cracked coil and all, i know you love that thing. Holy ••••... LOL, wow, thank you... Damn, i'm speechless... Seriously, though, i couldn't take it, Matt, thank you, but that's your car - 512 or not, i know you still love her. But damn, dude... thank you. Wow... ••••... | ||
| "The Don" (The_don)
Senior Member Username: The_don Post Number: 6269 Registered: 8-2002 |
Dan, If I end up getting another 512bbi and the market is still soft on Ferrari and you move out here. I will give you the 308. No Joke. | ||
| Taek-Ho Kwon (Stickanddice)
Intermediate Member Username: Stickanddice Post Number: 1867 Registered: 11-2002 |
Marvin, DES already has a bunch of high profile contemporary Ferraris. http://www.ferrarichat.com/discus/messages/132929/300712.html?1060174160 Look higher up for the pics. Cheers | ||
| DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed Post Number: 5551 Registered: 8-2002 |
LOL, Matt...! it's the 308/328 difference i have trouble with; TRs were never a problem... Marvin, there's only one way to a Ferrari for me; that's to earn it... There are many folks out there who receive great gifts and can truly appreciate them, but there's nothing akin to the appreciation one knows when earning something, through time, blood, sweat, tears and so forth... Earning it isn't the hard way- for me, it's the only way. i know i'll learn so much more that way, too... ...now if you want to start a Diablo fund or a Carrera GT fund for me, well now... that's a totally different story...! | ||
| Marvin Balagot (Mdb69)
Junior Member Username: Mdb69 Post Number: 101 Registered: 4-2002 |
I think we need to seriously start a Ferrari fund for DES | ||
| "The Don" (The_don)
Senior Member Username: The_don Post Number: 6268 Registered: 8-2002 |
Not bad for someone who last year almost to the day did not know the difference between a 328 and a Testarossa. | ||
| DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member Username: Sickspeed Post Number: 5549 Registered: 8-2002 |
As I sit here reading Roger Hicks� & Keith Bluemel�s The Complete Ferrari, I find myself rooting deeper and deeper in the ostentatiously rich soil that is the Ferrari marque. Although I�ve not yet acquired the patience to read and learn about those cars I�m not fond of � Lampredi�s big-blocked 410 Superamerica, the Michelotti-Vignale DESigned 212 �Export� cabriolet, the 330GT � I�m intriguingly attracted to and impassioned by some of the cars born and bred well before my father was even capable of conceiving me. Cars that are timeless in DESign, iconic in racing and chiseled in history. Cars like the 250GTO, the 1956 500 TRC (chassis # 0702 MDTR, Wayne, any pictures�?), the Dino 206SP and (sigh) serial number 0808 � Jim Spiro�s own 330 TRI/LM. Interwoven and eternally bonded to my sole reason for living, I am fashioned with an unyielding, unbridled lust for the mystique that is Ferrari. As I continue my journey, deeper into the valley of the unparalleled history and obscurely detailed timeline of the greatest marque the world has ever seen, I find myself intangibly, inexplicably, miscible with the existence of a once-was era and breed of racecars. Clothed in an understood and acceptable obsession, my mind randomly models images constructed purely from passion � as cotton candy is of sugar � of cars of a feared power and an untouchable form. I sit at my DESk in the office, listening to wav files through Winamp, reciting the thunderous exhaust notes of a P4 or a 333SP or 312PB. They roar like lions in a jungle, down a track I can�t see; but I feel it inside me, all the same. My boss walks in and hears the �music� blaring from my computer�s speakers. He stares curiously as I sit in my chair, eyes closed, my right hand above and to the right of my right leg, �air-shifting�, trying to match the sounds I hear. The clip ends and I open my eyes. His eyebrows climb further up his forehead as he breaks out in laughter, condemning me with an eloquent �you�re fuckin� whacked!� as he walks into his office. He understands, though. Maybe he can�t see it or feel it; maybe he�s unable to fully comprehend what it is, but he knows that there is something inside me beyond a cheap thrill on the parkway in the Saturn. He knows something inside me burns, conflagrates, pleads with an intensity unrivaled by any feeling he could ever muster; something he may not know is an unadulterated lust but knows that, whatever it is, it is far too strong to be held in contempt. In The Complete Ferrari, the author tells of a ride in a 250GTO, and I quote: ��it is something quite different; something like a dream that is half-remembered when you awake, a combination of excitement, even joy, exhilaration, wonder. It is very like a dream, in that the sensations of a GTO really begin to �bite� as you start to travel very fast indeed, so that the world goes into reverse and you are standing still. The music of the engine is like standing in the middle of a shatteringly loud symphony orchestra, or next to the speakers as Hendrix tears through the riffs. At 5000 rpm the engine really comes �on the cam�, and the power seems to go on forever, all the way to the 8200 rpm factory bloodline� It is something which, when it is over, leaves you curiously tranquil, as though you had seen some secret vision or participated in the Ancient Mysteries. It is something which you cannot communicate, and which, as memory fades, you can hardly quite believe anymore.� Instantly after reading this, I made my life increasingly difficult by deciding that I must, some how, some way, some day, get a ride in one of these cars. Because the emotion denoted therein is reflected when I look deep within myself. Because I�ve never so clearly understood such passion in words regarding something I, myself, am so passionate for. Something inside me ignites when I am in the presence of greatness; when before me sits, for example, a 333SP. A pile of plastic, metal and rubber intricately pieced together to form one of the fiercest machines ever to be unleashed on a racetrack. Never having raced a car � never even having seen a car raced � I am still very much aware of the essence, the soul, beheld in these warriors of speed and performance. Slowly, I�ll rehearse the lineage. I�ll continue to engage with publications as they eloquently recount of a history that is, in many ways, still very much alive today. I laugh to myself, thinking about this time a year ago when I thought I knew so much but knew nothing; I laugh to myself thinking about how little I know now. I smile with the anticipation of knowing how much is ahead; that the saga has ended for some, but only just begun for me. I thirst for each chapter; I savor each experience, knowing I am weaving my own Ferrari-laden history. Knowing each day is a drop of the precious molten metal that is Ferrari, slowly being molded and cooled; each experience poured for the moment, cast for a lifetime. |