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Charles Brading (Austin308)
New member
Username: Austin308
Post Number: 36
Registered: 6-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2003 - 7:25 am: | |
WHEW and I thought it was just me. |
Robby (Rsb204)
New member
Username: Rsb204
Post Number: 5
Registered: 8-2003
| | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2003 - 1:41 am: | |
That is the most beautiful thing I have ever read in my lifetime. I now love Ferrari's even more |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member
Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5613
Registered: 8-2002
| | Posted on Wednesday, August 06, 2003 - 7:21 pm: | |
Omar, no need to be embarassed... This is awesome... |
DES (Sickspeed)
Senior Member
Username: Sickspeed
Post Number: 5611
Registered: 8-2002
| | Posted on Wednesday, August 06, 2003 - 7:19 pm: | |
Awesome; i totally feel that. Great find, Chris... |
Omar (Auraraptor)
Member
Username: Auraraptor
Post Number: 841
Registered: 9-2002
| | Posted on Wednesday, August 06, 2003 - 7:19 pm: | |
Chris, I am embarresed. 
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Chris (Ecsplosive)
Junior Member
Username: Ecsplosive
Post Number: 56
Registered: 7-2003
| | Posted on Wednesday, August 06, 2003 - 7:13 pm: | |
quote:
FerrariChat.com � General Ferrari Discussion Archives � Archive through April 28, 2003 � And then God created Enzo, and said on to thee, go forth, and create dreams...
Omar (Auraraptor)
Formula 3
Username: Auraraptor
Post Number: 480
Registered: 9-2002
Posted on Monday, April 21, 2003 - 10:05 pm:
I thank God and Enzo for this:
The weather was pleasant tonight, cool, but not chilly, with a dark moonless night. I looked over and saw Alissa's keys.
I went to the garage, slowly uncovered my angel. It was time. I sat down, pressed the clutch and shifted to neutral. I turn the key, Alissa slowly wakes, and takes to a deep purr as she settles down. I leave her then for a few minutes, allowing time for her to fully wake so we make go for an evening stroll together.
Later...
I return to her in the garage, which is echoing her song. Her water is warm and her oil nearly as well. I slowly move closer, noticing her seductive curves reflect the artificial light emanating from the ceiling light, while her engine purrs, yearning to be released from her usual enclosure.
I sit down inside, turn on her lights, put on my seat belt and get comfortable. I am ready for her. I press the clutch and shift into first, then into reverse, and slowly make my way out of the garage�
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Ahead of me lies an open road, behind me, a sonorous V8, within me, joy unfathomable. I do not drive her, she takes me, growling as she goes. At times I fear what she is doing, but she cuddles me in her seat as her newborn, slowly transferring to me the experience of her driving�.
I thank you, God, for allowing me to experience her yet again, and allowing me to have her as my own, and experiance when ever I want...and of course, for allowing her to be.
I LOVE FERRARIS!!
Whose with me?
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