What got me into the prancing horse marque was my ride in an F40 when I was 12 years old.
At the time, I had a friend who's dad worked at microsoft. He was in the "upper circle" of people there and knew both bill gates and paul allen on a first name basis. Every year he would host a dinner party at his house for his microsoft friends, and this particular year Paul Allen drove his F40 (which I believe he recently sold) to the occasion. Normally my friend and I were holed up in his room playing with legos or matchbox cars or something of the sort, but I saw the F40 in the driveway, so we went to admire it more closely. Mr. Allen came outside to get something out of the car and saw us there just staring at it and walking around it all wide-eyed and jaw-dropped. It turns out Mr. Allen is a very nice guy and he offered us both a ride (obviously not at the same time). The experience was unlike anything I was capable of imagining. It is one of those memories that was so full of adrenaline that it is difficult to remember the details, but I do remember the sensation of being in that car at WOT. Ever since then I have been a Ferrari fanatic (and have always wanted an F40 over any other car ever produced). My friends call me insane for preferring an F40 to a Veyron. They just dont understand what its like to be in one.
My next step is to drive one, and then purchase one.
I'm not sick, but I am not well either