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Leaving the Steampunk Saloon at 2:30 am?
Grandfather used to say nothing good happens after midnight.
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My guess it was liquid courage aka alcohol that was the factor it the crash
In victory you deserve Champagne
In defeat you need it!
Scars are Tattoos with better stories !
If you follow all the rules
You miss all the fun!
If you have no enemies, you have no character !
Clyde Romero
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Wow, imagine that! This couldn't be the first time a Ferrari's been wrecked by a driver trying to impress a girl, could it? Oops, no, I know it's happened at no fewer than two dealerships..... Here's the stories as told to me, both involved pretty young
thing in passenger seat:
1. Used TR for sale at non-F dealership. Salesman begs and begs and begs and begs to drive it, until sales manager finally relents. Leaving parking lot (on major 4-lane thoroughfare), driver guns it. Car leaps across all four lanes and slams, LF tire
first, into 3-4" high curbing on the far side. Wheel? Wrecked. Front fascia? Wrecked. Front undertray? Wrecked. And probably substantial suspension/steering damage, as well.
2. Tech at F-dealership takes 360 out for test drive. Car comes back all banged up, claim is "deer" (on a warm, clear, urban day). Dealership insurance buys wreckage from customer and car requires full stripping, body work, repaint. Car is resold to
another customer (with full disclosure) wanting to get onto the F430 waiting list.
Fools.
Anyone else have stories to share?
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