When is a Ferrari not a Ferrari? When it’s a Thomassima III.
And then there was Tom Meade, a Californian émigré and proto-hippie whose love affair with Ferrari began after he spotted a 500 TRC in an LA garage. When the owner told him what it was and where it came from, he vowed on the spot to go there. Easier said than done. With $50 to his name, he hitched across the US to New Orleans, and talked his way into a job as mess boy on a Norwegian freighter. Thirty-five days later, Meade arrived in Stavanger, headed to England, where he bought a motorbike, and set off across Europe with a friend.