If you want to go riding, you need a good horse.
In our childhood my sister‘s favourite horse was „Black Beauty“. In contrast, mine was not „RI“, the black horse from Karl May‘s desert novels, but even at that early stage had four wheels and could run faster than all others in its class. Ferrari is and remains my passion.
The fact that my childhood was quite a while ago is not only obvious because I have a few white hairs hiding in my beard, but also because my friends buy a family car with storage space and more than two comfortable seats. Some rely on German brands, as they value their reliability; others prefer American models that narrow the roads with their bulky solidness. My real friends hardly drive Asian cars. But the king among the spacious Grand Tourer masculine pleasures comes, of course, from Italy. The black stallion cannot be outdone in beauty, motorization, technical sophistication and workmanship, but above all in emotion and pure pleasure.I get into my Ferrari GTC4Lusso and press the red start button in my cockpit with a joyful smile. The engine roars its greeting like an excited wildcat. I have never been carried by 690 horses that wait in anticipation to fly me over Swiss mountain pass roads. I carefully put the car into first gear with the steering wheel shift and notice immediately that the Ferrari engineers have achieved the impossible. A sports car that embodies a proper family car by virtue of spaciousness, sophistication and a luxurious interior and at the same time a wild mustang that every envious road user turns to admire, but which can be managed by any average rider with a little bit of sensitivity.
On the steering wheel there is the clear chassis set-up and a blue button, bearing the name „Michael Schumacher button“. As my pleasure reaches the highest magnitudes, I glide through the fabulous nature offered by the three Swiss passes Susten, Furka and Grimsel. Every bend, every ascent and every plateau now seem to have been made solely for my magnificent GTC4Lusso. The self-steering back wheels make every curve the greatest driving pleasure. I will not even mention the acceleration values, as I am still happy that I did not meet an Executive on the road.Of course, I studied the technical details on the Ferrari miracle before my ride – they read like a combination of an exciting novel by Dan Brown and the Guinness Book of Records. But reading about the technical feats is far outdone by the emotion of piloting this automobile. We two seem to have been made for each other. I am ADAM, I love life and life loves me. Even in my childhood my favourite horse had four wheels and today as a grown man I can confidently claim: I had great taste even then!
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