I have a little story that I thought you all would get a kick out of.
I was in my Pearl Green 06 Murcielago yesterday because it was finally beautiful outside for once here in northeastern Ohio. I had to go to our local post office yesterday to pick up my McLaren F1...... unfortunately it was a Maistro 1:18 scale die cast that I bought off eBay!
As I was coming out of the building and heading for my car, I hear "Hey Sir.... Hey Sir!" I turn around and it's this older man walking briskly towards me. As he approached, he was saying to me, "I saw your car and I wanted to come over and get a better look." He then asks me if I mind some questions and I say absolutely not. We started talking about the car and he says he is a car lover too and shows me his windbreaker with a 'Corvair' patch on the chest and says he belongs to the 'Corvair Club of America.'
He's freaking out over the car and asking me all kinds of questions. He says, "How much does it cost... $175.000?" No I told him, a little bit more to which his eyebrows raise. He drops that subject of price for a while and asks me about the engine, how many cylinders and what's the horsepower?
He then starts on the paint and says how much he really loves the color and how he bets I can be seen for miles away. I laugh at all the excitement the Lambo is giving him.
We then begin talking about Corvairs and I mention to him my parents had a 1964 Corvair station wagon that we all really liked but I ran it into a bridge one snowy day (slow speed - 15-20 mph cause of heavy snow) on my way home from some girls house after making out with her for an hour or so. I guess she really got me excited..... gimme a break......I was only 16 you know!
He was really great to talk to and very appreciative of my spending some time with him. He told me so.... several times! We must have talked for at least 20-30 minutes. A few other people came over too while we were talking.
Well, finally it seemed like he was ready to go but not without a few more questions and some pictures from every angle with his instamatic camera. He must have taken 8 - 10. I asked him if he wanted to sit inside the car but he declined because IMO, I think he was afraid he couldn't get back out! I offered to help him get inside but he declined again. Although he did bend over and look all around the interior and out the back window to which he said "you got to be kidding!"
He got back on the price of the car.... "$225K.. no?.. how about 275K?... no?....How about $300K?" I told him almost but the actual sticker was $308K. Phew! he said and then asked whether I owned any others and I told him what I had. He then pulled out a pen and a little scrap of paper and starting asking me to repeat all the specs, $308K, E-gear 6 speed, 580 HP, the name of the company and the name of the model of the car, etc. He's writing this down with the enthusiasm of a guy writing down the number of a beautiful blonde giving him her telephone number.
When he finished his questions, I had one for him. I figured him to be around 70. I asked..."I hope you don't mind but could you tell me how old you are?" "Sure he said, I'm 80!" He's 80 years old and is as excited about the car as I am! Unbelieveable!
He finally thanked me for the last time and went on his way but not without asking me if I could do him one more favor..... come down the street in front of him getting on the gas a little bit! How could I refuse this wonderful 'old man'.... could you? He didn't know it, but he had just made my day as much as I apparently made his. Thank you Ferruccio Lamborghini!! Michael
