What sound, what presence…bellisima macchina
Let me build this story a bit to get in the appropriate
frame of mind. My route home takes me in
front of the new Porsche dealership, which happens to be very modern and sleek
yet sadly hidden behind the off ramp from the highway. Someone must have gotten a great deal on the
land because it is rather inaccessible and takes away from the experience. I also happen to go by the Ferrari
dealership, which in this case is rather ugly and is overshadowed by the much
more attractive Audi dealership. I guess
that the Ferrari dealer can get away with the cars being the shining jewels in
the rather ugly crown that is their building.
You don’t stable beautiful stallions in a shack. I think that if I had the money I would fly
to Italy to buy my car in Maranello just for the full experience. But, I digress. Back to the story. As I am driving home yesterday on IH10 in San
Antonio, TX I notice that right behind me is a 458 Italia. Black on black with a menacing frown, wide,
and very sleek. My little MazdaSpeed 3
looks like a toy by comparison. The
weather is overcast and it is a fine temperature outside. So, I turn off my radio as I want to hear
this cavallino as it rolls down the road.
I roll down the windows and when the highway opens up he gives it a bit
of gas and passes me on the right. I
have to admit that the black color is not as attractive as Ferrari Rosso but I like
it nonetheless. As he goes by I can see
the yellow brake calipers. They pop out
and make the wheels look astonishing.
This is getting better by the minute.
I can hear a snarl coming from his trio of exhaust pipes coming out dead
center in the back. I am fully engaged
now. The sound, the presence, the
angular and purposeful body lines, it all takes me to another place. I don’t even try to catch up to him. What for?
I have been in the presence of a God and being a mere mortal I can only
smile knowing that such a beautiful sight is rare and should be filed away for
future recollection.
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