As a recently annointed new member of the Ferrari family, I must admit I was rather intimidated about getting into the fold. Mostly because of my own reservations that many Ferrari owners are very, very well off, and perhaps- unapproachable. I wasn't sure how a normal Joe would be received. To that end, I'd like to share a quick experience that I hope you get a kick out of. A couple of weeks ago, my wife, both of my teenage kids and myself had the opportunity to go to our first Ferrari event, well sort of.. it was the Tutto Italiano show here in Massachusetts. We didn't bring our F car... we just went to see and experience the event. There were quite a few Ferrari's and we ended up speaking to a few of the owners and other attendees. All of them, regardless of what they owned, were friendly, approachable,, helpful and really pleasant. We had a great time and felt welcome. I spoke to a gentleman that ownes several very high dollar Ferrari's... many singly worth more than my entire net worth and he was the nicest guy! Flash forward one week. My daughter is enrolled in a high school honors program that requires a certian amount of community service (even during summer vacation). Ironically, this past weekend she volunteered to work concessions at a local Lions club car show event. We took her there and decided to take in the show after having enjoyed Tutto Italiano so much. I love cars in general and there was a huge number of cars on display. Some were very very nice cars, and others were much more ordinary... which is fine in my book. I have more respect for a guy that just loves and is committed to improving his Chevy Vega than I do a guy that spent 100k on a Kit Cobra and thinks his shyte don't stink even though he can't tell the difference between a throttle body and a side draft carburetor. BTW- I'm not bashing kit Cobra's.. I'd love to own one. The funny part is that I went into this show with exact opposite expectation of how we went to Tutto. Sadly - I was wrong again! Of the owners that were actually near their cars (whch was a disappointing minority.. perhaps less than 10%) none seemed particularly freindly, inviting or welcoming at all. The difference was so stark that my wife commented aloud what I had been thinking for some time... these guys are jerks! Who'd of thunk it?