Join Date: May 2002
Location: Orange County, Calif.
Ferrari Life Posts: 1,696
Before I brought my thing, I drove many sleds. After 30,000 miles of seat time, I think I now understand what a fine car can do. The Maranello likes to have breakfast with a BMW. I see the California State Department of Motor Vehicles keeps changing the rules. Yipes, the CHP does not understand what my Maranello does. It eats little things.
Maybe I should talk to them.
I wonder what I eat for lunch tomorrow? Mr. Ferrari knows best in the world. I mean the planet Earth. No one can build a car to catch a car built by my Enzo Ferrari. Nuts. I have a Ferrari, which is as front engine V-12 built after the man reached room temperature. I still think my 550 relates to Mr. Ferrari.
I am but an old man of sixty. I drive my 550 to San Francisco, San Diego, and Las Vegas. Kill the ones who do not use the beast. My thing likes to travel. Driving into a place to sleep in my car is much fun. Bonzi!
I am but as common man who did well. The people pay me cash to talk to me. Fun.
Heck, go to the dealer in Santa Ana.
12 cylinders or walk