Good lord, the smell. An unmistakable stench of gasoline and old leather. Exhaust fumes laden with really quite aggressive carbon dioxides fill the atmosphere. The engineers are nonchalantly chatting and laughing in the company of the Ferrari 308 idly blaring in front of us in Ferrari’s Fiorano pit lane, but mostly, it’s impossible not to get a headache from the smell.
Get past that, however, and a whole new world of pain awaits. Thinking. Spoiler alert: Driving an old car requires you to actually think. Welcome to the Ferrari Classiche Academy, where the glamour of driving an old, quite gorgeous classic Ferrari is countenanced by...actually having to drive an old, quite gorgeous classic Ferrari.
The theme of our mission today can be extrapolated outside the world of Ferrari unobtanium. Driving today has become...sanitized, hasn’t it? Somewhere along the line, amid the lane assists and perfumed air-conditioning and interior mood lighting, have we lost sight of what made us all enjoy the art of driving in the first place? Luigino Barp, affectionately known as Gigi, certainly thinks so.