Daily Podcast: Ferrari Enzos and Camera Phones
This past Sunday, while driving around the feudal kingdom that is Long Island, I spotted five Ferraris. They weren’t coming from a show – just rich people doing their rich people activities. With a huge concentration of wealth in the New York metro area, this shouldn’t come as a tremendous surprise. Yet despite growing up here, it still makes me shake my head and think “Nice day for a cruise. That dick.” But this particular Sunday was different, because one of the five Ferraris I saw was an Enzo. I always thought the Enzo was ugly, especially compared to its contemporary competitor, the Porsche Carrera GT (which I also saw on Sunday, I kid you not). But in person, it most definitely does have an aura. The license plate – “1 of 399” – tells you just how rare they are. That wasn’t 399 Enzos for a year; it was the whole production run. So I made a u-turn and pulled into the shopping center where the owner was eating lunch and likely thinking about buying Moldovia. And then you know what I did? I lined up with a herd of 13 year old boys and took pictures on my camera phone. The best of the pictures is included here. It’s awful. It’s bad for a camera phone. But as they say on the internet, “Pics or it didn’t happen.”
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J Lieberman: True, but in this case I meant that MY response was to be a worthless "me too" post, not the podcast. Sorry for the confusion, please carry on with more stories about exotic cars I'll never drive, much less own (note: no sarcasm intended).
Saw a Saleen S7 in the wild in northern Cali. Now that's rare. What are there, 100 total or something?
A few years ago I worked for an automotive parts supplier and I had the extreme fortune of taking a business trip to Ferrari's assembly facility in Modena. During the lunch hour one of the employees showed me around the floor, and I got to see where they did final assembly of the Enzo. I saw a guy pushing around an entire unibody frame on carts, all by himself. Outside there was a corral filled with crash-tested Ferraris and Maseratis. That turned my stomach. I didn't bring a camera, though, as that's strictly forbidden at any car company.