So near, yet so far
Ever since I was 15 years old, I have dreamed of owning and driving a 1985 Ferrari 308GTS. Preferably black, but I wouldn’t refuse a red one.
Today there is one for sale in a parking lot only feet from my home.
A company that specializes in rare and exotic cars maintains an overflow lot on the corner of the street where I live. I have on occasion lusted after classic Porsche 911s or the recently acquired pair of 1972 Aston Martin V8s. But the Ferrari 308 is my dream car.
Spare me the Magnum, P.I., jokes. I don’t want to grow a cheesy mustache: I just want this car.
Anyone got $40k to spare?