There should be some sort of ferrari abuse agency. They get called in to take ferraris to a good home.
Even a more exciting version of the story. Imagine this. The master bedroom is above the garage. You figure out the rest
May be one of those sad but true stories of they can afford to buy the car but can't afford to fix it. My college roommate bought a Maserati bi-turbo back in the 1980's. Turbos went out and he couldn't afford to fix it. He wound up parting it out.