The pain, the PAIN
I got dressed up in my best threads, had the g'friend drive me to Ferrari of San Francisco, where Brad had is sitting right out front, in front of a few other 360's, a 550 and a 355, with my Ferrari right in the center: he knew.
WHAT a rush....god I made it. Made a promise to have one before I died, and with all the stars aligning at the time, and with Brad's help [super, super guy---he was my greatest asset and took a lot of time to just yack with me], entered the world: Brad gave me the keys, and said, now you are in the family, stop by, go up stairs to the owner's areas, have an expresso [then available] look over Sausilito bay, and enjoy.
showed me some ropes, and said " I want to hear that baby scream away" or words to that effect.
how did that feel....I drove the long way home to Sonoma, and made sure I hit every road.
great
bought the 2nd one about three years later....
rik