Yesterday, was one of those days that remind me of why I like cars...
Instead of the usual meetings, paperwork, meetings, paperwork I grabbed a lift into Dublin, jumped on the tram and got collected by 575er in his beautiful 575. Sun was out, Spring was in the air, it was shorts and t-shirt weather and instead of the laptop in the bag I had my back pack, my machine polisher, polishes, waxes and other cleaning gear.
Breakfast dispatched we arrived at our specialist workshop where 575er stores a number of his cars. iPod on, and cars lined up, we spent the next 10 hours cleaning, polishing and waxing the 575M, 360 Spider and 360 Modena.
10 hours of detailing interspersed with masterplans for future Ferrari ownership, ideas on the best European driving routes, discussion on cars, politics and of course the usual witty banter (
At the end of the day, we had three resplendent Ferrari's with paintwork as smooth as glass reflecting the sun as it dipped behind the Dublin mountains.
My 360 had been a month in the workshop, and so I was taking delivery as well - new Nuvolari exhaust now fitted, calipers re-painted (from Rosso to Giallo), serviced with new belts and now spanking clean. The drive home squeezed the last daylight out of the day and was simply glorious, dry roads and country lanes, the last few km were dispatched quickly but I was home all to soon.
What a simple day out, and one that I am sure 99% of the population would be aghast if they were told this was recreation and stress relief. But I know you guys know different....