Club Scuderia
Club Administrator
1999
1st Reg 1st May 99
The 1st May 1999 was a very special day in this little boy’s life, for that is how I felt , like a little kid, as I proudly walked into the old showroom at Maranello Egham to pick up my 1st ever new car, and much more importantly, my 1st Ferrari!
The car was waiting in the valeting bay, and all that was required was for me to lower the hood, and fit the hood cover, and I was off to smile at anyone who cared to notice, and on a warm summer’s evening in May, on the M25, I got noticed!
A month after taking delivery, I was invited to a charity shoot at The Royal Berkshire Shooting School in Pangbourne. Glorious weather, so I got the car out and blasted the 120 miles down and was puffed up like a peacock when I was ushered into the VIP carpark and the host announced that alas the “stunning brand-new Ferrari isn’t 1st prize today”. I was convinced I’d arrived in the most desirable transport, in spite of the Porsches and Bentleys lined up along-side! My bubble was burst a little later when Jonathan Palmer arrived driving his helicopter, but hey! These things happen!
I had a thoroughly enjoyable summer taking the car on the 110 mile round trip to work whenever the weather looked even remotely promising. The only thing to spoil my joy was scraping 2 wheels in a width restriction and coughing up £192.70 to have them refurbed at Egham. At the same time a small repair was carried out on the hood cover which cost £58.75
1st Reg 1st May 99
The 1st May 1999 was a very special day in this little boy’s life, for that is how I felt , like a little kid, as I proudly walked into the old showroom at Maranello Egham to pick up my 1st ever new car, and much more importantly, my 1st Ferrari!
The car was waiting in the valeting bay, and all that was required was for me to lower the hood, and fit the hood cover, and I was off to smile at anyone who cared to notice, and on a warm summer’s evening in May, on the M25, I got noticed!
A month after taking delivery, I was invited to a charity shoot at The Royal Berkshire Shooting School in Pangbourne. Glorious weather, so I got the car out and blasted the 120 miles down and was puffed up like a peacock when I was ushered into the VIP carpark and the host announced that alas the “stunning brand-new Ferrari isn’t 1st prize today”. I was convinced I’d arrived in the most desirable transport, in spite of the Porsches and Bentleys lined up along-side! My bubble was burst a little later when Jonathan Palmer arrived driving his helicopter, but hey! These things happen!
I had a thoroughly enjoyable summer taking the car on the 110 mile round trip to work whenever the weather looked even remotely promising. The only thing to spoil my joy was scraping 2 wheels in a width restriction and coughing up £192.70 to have them refurbed at Egham. At the same time a small repair was carried out on the hood cover which cost £58.75