Cajunpepe, in St. Pete. I drove into a Ferrari dealership in a rental Chevy, which I thought I had parked out of view from the show room. All I wanted to see was whether or not I could sit in the spyder, the model now escapes me. You would have thought that I had the plague. Finally, they let me sit in one. I am long waisted and 6'2". Had I bought that car, I would have always risked decapitation.
The guy who showed me to the car, seemed indifferent to my concern, but I realized that I was never to own a Ferrari. Porsches fit me quite well as did older Alfas.
The guy who showed me to the car, seemed indifferent to my concern, but I realized that I was never to own a Ferrari. Porsches fit me quite well as did older Alfas.