Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Essex Connecticut
Ferrari Life Posts: 1,839
I share your quandry. Things in my life that I have found to be beautiful have historically been identified in the efeminate venacular. These items tend to be things that I place upon a pedestal to bask in the glow of there amazing grace. From that pedestal they control my existence with the flick of the hair, the bat of an eye, or the request for something new and shinny.
My Ferrari having met that specific definition does however carry a certain aggressiveness that strongly opposes my desire to treat it with a tender and loving caress "all the time". While never ever being beaten, it needs a level of discipline to know its own strengths and weaknesses. Like a playful child it needs my guidance, appreciates my inputs but desperately wants to compete. Sure it wants to be caressed with a fine synthetic wax and a fresh microfibre, but it also wants to tear up the asphalt eating mustangs, corvettes, and other innocent victims.
This relationship can not be described in the most simple terms of Male or Female but rather Father and Child. Like an overprotective mother trying to inspire greatness, my Ferrari is my Baby. Sometimes a Son sometimes a Daughter but always my beloved.
Previous owner of 348ts SS #64, Now Ferrariless