If you’re half smart about it, seeing an F40 in the flesh isn’t really that difficult. By visiting the right museums and attending the right events, there’s a pretty good chance of spotting one of these gloriously wedgy supercars and you can admire it for as long as you like, usually behind a rope.
But seeing an F40 in a museum is a bit like seeing a Bengal Tiger in a Zoo. It’s still a pretty cool experience but there is no effort, chance or adventure involved so it’s a little bit hollow. Spot that tiger in the wild on safari in the Indian jungle, and it’s a completely more exciting moment.
When I started posting car sightings on Any Given Reason, a friend asked what would be the ultimate car to chance upon, the goal, the prize of this little sport. The response was instantly the Ferrari F40 – in my opinion the rawest, wildest, most earth shattering supercar to ever have been made. Spotting one of these in the wild is an extremely rare occurrence, and I never truly expected I would find one.
That is, until one day when I was randomly exploring the backstreets close to Milan’s fashion district. It was a sea of drab grey Peugeot’s and Volkswagens until I rounded a corner and there it was, in all its glory. A British registered, Rosso Corsa F40 just sitting there, parked like any other car.
What a machine! F40’s are something else when you see them at an event, but the impact is magnified tenfold when you see one parked in the street. It was quite literally stopping traffic, causing camera phones to be whipped out in a frenzy like I’ve never seen before.
I’m thinking Porsche 959…F40 #Ferrari #Italy #Milan #Milano