Enzo, Oh Yes.

I bought a Ferrari Enzo yesterday. I took the plunge after drooling at it for a while. I had my eye on this particular thing of beauty for some time and although I could afford it, it was still a big decision. After all, it wont be suited to many roads, there will be a few tracks I can use it on. It will and is difficult to control properly and will take some time to master but, oh my, it is a glorious machine. It looks sublime in the Ferrari Red, like a hot temptress. I almost got it in black but it looked evil in that colour: a bit like a weapon rather than a car. I just love the look of it, even parked, standing still in the garage yet still looking like its going a hundred miles an hour. It whispers to you, seductively, nuzzling at your ear as it does so - "Im fast. Im smooth and sleek. Race me. Drive me." So I do.

The Enzo is a tricky beast because although it looks thin and sleek, almost waif like, there is a hidden hulk. There is a power contained in the two faced beast that means you treat it badly and itll stove your head in with a sledgehammer blow. I know thats a possibility as Ive fishtailed the back end more than once already and on a couple of occasions the nose has thrashed about like a dog looking for the scent but Im keeping myself contained for the moment. Not unleashing everything the Enzo has to offer. Not yet. But I will.

Joy