This 330 belonged to a wheat farmer and came in for an engine rebuild. It spent a long time in the workshop. By the look of the boot he must have been carrying bags of wheat in it. This photo must have been taken after I spent a lot of time cleaning it up
Is that 308 grey?? I would have been working there at the time and have never seen a grey 308.It would have been a typically beautiful metallic blue.
Interesting comment re purchase prices, as my dads recollection is paying $15000 for his 365GT in 1974, and selling it for around $10000 in 1978. Read that and weep...
Yep, happens to the best of us. Well, not really, i've never sold anything because I don't anything of value to cry about. But it happens lol.
Apologies Arvin, I remember him clearly but can't remember his name. Apparently, (before my time), the Ferrari Ian Cotter owned previously to his Daytona was taken in for a roadworthy and the guy who owned the servo took a lot of convincing that it wasn't new. Ian used to check the weather report before he took his cars out.They never got wet.
Only ever met Ian by chance, parked my BB512 in a parking station -and he came over admired , and introduced himself "Hi I'm Ian Cotter I like your Boxer " No fan-fair no "Bye the way I've a Daytona " Nice man.
I worked at Lowe's from 1973 until it was (most unfortunately)sold.I then stayed on at Box Hill until it ended up in the hands of the receiver. I remember Ian Cotter being so impressed with the Boxer that he said he bought a Tatts ticket in the hope of being able to get one. I thought that was rather ironic given the car he did own. His wife at the time chose the colour scheme. From memory it had houndstooth cloth upholstery, if that is possible. One day the mechanics were clowning around and the Daytona was parked under the Prunus tree the same as in the photo of the maroon 330, and the Daytona,(unbelievably) got sprayed with coke. I had to wash and polish it and the windscreen leaked and stained the black cloth dash. MB asked me if I would mind taking the blame. So I apologised to him profusely for parking it under the tree as it had dripped a sticky substance onto his car. Fortunately he knew more about Ferraris than horticulture)! He was almost in tears and said " how could you do that." He wasn't angry and he was a nice bloke and I didn't mind taking the blame. I spent the day on the phone and finally a lovely lady from Brown Gouge in North Melbourne told me to wash it with velvet soap and dry it with a hair drier. I offered to do it but Ian said he'd prefer to do it himself, and thank God it worked.They were great days at Lowe's.
Please keep posting, your stories are far more interesting than reading about some hack yank driving crappy old Porsches
Recently, I had an auction at Donningtons. I sold years of WH Lowe memorabilia. There maybe a few brochures and items left over that will be released sometime. Vicki Lowe
