Speed Week: Forza Italia
Twenty cylinders, £405,000 and 1,145bhp all wrapped up in two beautiful packages
Posted: 16 Aug 2013
But the two policemen who have accosted our convoy, parked on the pavement in the balmy Mediterranean town of Santa Margherita Ligure, clearly haven't read the script. Despite the throngs of holidaymakers happily snapping away at our cars, the two policemen do not regard parking on the pavement as an act of public service. The two policemen are very angry.
"Goodness, are we parked in the wrong place?" Best confused-English-bloke-in-very-expensive-hypercar voice.
"Yes." Policeman not buying the act.
"Terribly sorry. You'll probably want us out your way, then?"
"You must stay while we prepare the fine." Uttered with relish.
"Ah. How much is it?"
"I... don't remember. I check." He stalks off, clutching my licence and passport, and the Aventador's papers. His colleague has exacted the same treatment on Jason and the Maserati.
"We're screwed, aren't we?" I ask, hoping our editor at large, with his years of experience, has concocted a plan.
"Yep. Screwed." He hasn't.
Three hundred and twenty-eight euro of screwed, it emerges 20 minutes later. I tell the policeman I don't have 328 euro on me. "Then I have the car," he replies.