Ferrari SA Aperta: exclusive first drive
TopGear magazine goes supersonic in the perfect playboy hypercar
Posted: 19 Apr 2011
We pull over briefly, and an old man pedals past on a bicycle held together by rust and sweet nothings, waving his red Ferrari hat and shouting "Bella macchina!" He wobbles so viciously, shakily trying to offer homage in the face of a geriatric sense of unbalance, that I'm afraid he'll fall off and hurt himself. Or more pertinently, the Ferrari. Within seconds, a small, appreciative crowd has gathered around the Modenese invader, and precisely no one, even when they have seen me arrive, park and lever out of the driving seat, thinks that I am the owner. I know why. The only fly in the ambience appears to be, embarrassingly, me. I should be black-tied to suit the mood, but I'm looking like tramp-chic gold at the homeless Olympics. Hence feeling like a fraud. Oops.