Join Date: Jun 2005
Ferrari Life Posts: 2,884
Meeting with Boxer: the F40
So, yesterday I woke up at 7:45 am, got dressed, ate something and run out of the hotel to the corner of the street, the meeting point.
I spent about 5 minutes there waiting, the street was absolutely empty, and I was thinking to myself "is it true that a red Ferrari is going to show up in a few moments in front of me, just to pick me up?". Well, it couldn't be, that's the kind of thing you read about in forums like this or in car magazines, maybe see it in the movies, but that does NOT happen to any given guy like myself.
How amazed I was when I saw the silhouette of a Ferrari F40 coming in my direction!!!! Camera up, had to take some pictures of that moment.
Boxer stopped next to me, waved and told me to go around and come in. I went around the back of the car (of course, to see the engine), Boxer opened the door and I got in. I'm small and thin (1,70 m and 55 kg), so it wasn't a big deal, except that I was getting in a VERY VERY expensive car and I really didn't want Boxer to remember me as "the guy that ruined the carbon fiber panel of the F40".
We cruised around the small roads around the neighborhood, and the F40 really felt like a grown-up kart. The suspension is as hard as it gets, you don't ride in there, you bounce around! The seat has a perfect position, and that's it: you really don't have the option to move. Since I've read almost everything ever written about the F40, there were no surprises in there, everything was there, just like I expected. But the feeling you get sitting there and enjoying the real thing is incredible: words, pictures and videos will never describe it!
Anyway, just cruising around at low speeds felt surprisingly easy, the car felt very docile, except for the suspension. Boxer told me that his car has the LM turbos, so power goes from the original 478 bhp to about 600 bhp. Yeah, because what would you do with ONLY 478 bhp??? hehehehehehe
We went to the highway, and that's when someone (probably those LM turbos) punched me in the chest and I couldn't move at all. WOW, that thing just GOES! Of course Boxer didn't take the car to the limit, he's not stupid and we both wanted to survive that experience. But it was enough to see what it means to have a turbocharged V8 under the bonnet.
We then got out of the highway, in a twisty little road with many cyclists, so it was time to take it easy and enjoy the view. Boxer didn't seem very happy with all those cyclists in the road, but he treated them with respect, that's all I care about.
We went to his house to change cars, and that's when things got even better...
"When the going gets tough, the tough get going." - J. P. Kennedy