Living in Southern California, I am guilty of taking exotic car sightings for granted. At any given time here in behind the Orange Curtain, I can be at a stop light with latest from Maranello on one side and something crafted by the crew from Crewe on the other. I am not saying I get tired of seeing them, it has just lost a bit of the excitement I remember when I was growing up in the Boston area. The most exciting car I would see with any frequency was most likely a Porsche 911 or something expensive with an AMG badge on the back.
Thanks to my brother in-law residing on the RI/CT border, I get a sense of that passion that at times has become dulled… On the other side of this post is his tale of New England GTG of epic proportions.
For the first time in quite a few years I am excited to go to a car show, I would go as far as to say I am giddy for this show. This is something special for those of us on the East Coast, not just an American iron car show or a Hot Import Nights, no this is every 12 yearolds dream: super cars. Super Car Road Trips is making a stop in our area and its better than Christmas morning for me. The names we all know, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche, Audi, Maserati…all cars that any enthusiast would drool over all parked in one garage, something we dont get to see in my neck of the woods.We arrive and my excitement is boiling over. I am grinning from ear to ear. We come around the corner to catch a quick glimpse of a beautiful red Ferrari and I begin to giggle like a little school girl. We round the corner and go to park the car. Thankfully its only one level below the show because at this point I am practically running leaving my girlfriend three or four steps behind.
As we enter the show I see one of my dreams, a car I never imagined I would get to see in person, a Ferrari F40. I stop dead in my tracks. I remember reading about this car in Car and Driver when it came out and being awe struck by it and there it was in the flesh. It confused me as to why not a single person is standing near this engineering marvel. We continue to walk around the show. Ferrari F360’s and F430’s, Porsches, all beautiful cars but I am drawn to something, a not so super car. In between two Corvettes is an 80’s Alfa Romeo GTV6. A nice gentleman in a thick Italian accent says to me “Do you know what that is?” “I love the old GTV6’s. I have an attraction to ugly cars.” I thought he was going to stab me in the throat with his key the way he glared at me.The banshee shreak of a Ferrari F355 distracted both of us for long enough for me to slip away, I am safe. The F355 must have been a war cry for these cars to go pounce the unsuspecting area because they are now all lining up at the exit. This can’t be, I just got there and they are all leaving? I am furious, the show is supposed to go until 5:00 that night. We quickly make our way to the other side of the garage to watch as many of these cars exit. My anger soon melts away hearing the glorious sounds of Ferrari V8’s, Noble V6’s, Viper V10’s, and Lambo V12’s all providing me with an earful of this mechanical symphony. Such glorious sounds I have only heard through my computer speakers, now right there in front of me. This must be heaven.
Sadly as all the cars exit, I realize that this event is coming to an end. So I plead with you, Super Car Road Trips, please come back.