Ferraris make you paranoid. They are out to key your car, scrape the underside as you bottom out over speed bumps, ding the body, throw stone chips at the windshield and create sidewall bubbles. Then at night when all is quiet and dark they enter your garage, switch out your good battery for a dead one, enter error codes and place chewing gum on the Alcantara seats. Finally the coup de gras, your magnificent V8 or V12 is switched out for a Electric drivetrain but not the Tesla Plaid model, noooo, it’s a Chevy Volt. 0-60 now in 13.5 seconds on skinny high mileage tires with faux Ferrari hubcaps on steel rims[emoji33] The indignity of it all. Time for the straight jacket and padded room. Unfortunately the room is plastered with classic Ferrari posters Time to throw away the key… Sent from my iPhone using FerrariChat
My Ferrari didn't make me a better person but it did show me what it is like to be a smokin hot blonde. It's just a car but guys certainly can't help staring at it.
I USED to be a I don't care what people think. I got this t-shirt at Target and the stain on my jeans is 3 weeks old kind of guy. Gave to charities, offered the homeless my doggy bag after the restaurant. NOW I'm such a better person. I berate anyone who merely drives a BMW or Mercedes. Repeat after me: "It's a FERRARI pal!" All that money I was giving to the poor.. it is SOOO much better when I use it to buy new cotton cashmere Polo and Dolce Gabbana clothes. You gotta look the part. When I see homeless.. now I say "I used to dress like that. Now look at me." I just feel like such a better person now. Like.. better than everyone else.. Ya know? It's ALL because of my FERRARI. *jk*
Yes it has. It allows me to bring joy to others when they see it or go for a ride in it. Especially kids. I like that a lot.
I will say this… exotic ownership is a membership to an incredible camaraderie. I’ve met the most inspirational people and significant networking through different ownership of these exotics. As an example, I used to throw a local cars and coffees when I owned Lotus’. Met a very close friend who’s wife became my anesthesiologist. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk