We love cars. We love driving them, ogling them, shooting them, writing about other stuff but still finding a way to include them. All of it. We love finding the cars out on the street. Failing that, we stalk the car show circuit, hunting grail cars and wacky survivors. Option three is the auction circuit: RM, Gooding, Russo and Steele… Read more →
2015 Ferrari 458 Speciale, just hanging out at the Wynn dealer.
This svelte and impossibly blue coupe lurked on the periphery of the Las Vegas Cars and Coffee show. It deserved a more prominent placement. The joy of the hunt for us is lurkers like this. We don’t know why it’s not in the middle of the show. we’re just thrilled that we found it . And happy that it is not some princess who’s too haughty and indulged to mix with the commoners.
We’d guessing 1970 because of the 400 c.i.d. engine. Per wiki, the 1971-73 T/As had a 455. My second cousin Shirley drove one of those 455s. However, we’re skeptical of the “T/A 6.6″ on the shaker. It should say “400.” But, they came in white or blue. We’re also a little leery of the screaming chicken. That came on-line for 1973. I guess the verdict is “frankenbird.” It’s still sexy as hell.
Say hello to the 1984 Ferrari 512BBi. it’s one of our favorite cars since we knew that life was more than Buicks and Matchbox cars. We met the owner. Nice guy. Reticent, which seems to be the perfect foil for loud red “EVERYONE LOOK AT ME!!!!” Italians. This one just turned 8000 miles.
Not sure the owner was thrilled with the POV shot, but the window was open and all we touched was rarefied air. The only thing we missed was a lights up shot. (And the bucket list sit in/drive a boxer/Ferrari/V12 things.)
Curbs are your mortal enemy.
- you’re the one cute Phi Mu.
- It was drive this or the Malibu
- Oh, hey. That dork from the BK Lounge last night…
- …is still at your place this morning.
- ??? Thanks a lot, Stroh’s!
- You need to drop his ass off but still get to class on time. And not be seen by your Sigma Chi BF.
Enter the Suburban. Plenty of room. Plenty of width for those uncomfortable rides/drop offs by the Shaw Theater. Plus, it says “friend zone” if you’re caught. Plenty of mass for the implicit “I will run your ass down in a heartbeat if you speak of this night at the Lounge.”