|This is how I thought you'd look if I ever got my hands on you.|
You were just bits in a box. A wannabe perfect half sized repilca of Juan Manuel Fangio's Maserati 250 F. Even now, all these years later I wish, oh how I wish, we had at least an hour together at the track.
The whole story came back to me when my friend Wright sent me a picture of three Formula Juniors at this year's Monterey Historic Races (aka Rolex-Monterey Motorsports Reunion.)
|Wright's pic of 3 Formula Jr. hotties at Monterey last month|
OK, how about a Briggs Cunningham LeMans Cadillac, $2,500? You could fix it up easy.No.
We went through his list until he got to the Stanguellini. In a box. All it needed was assembly. Including the Weber carbs. The Webers too were in bits.
$1,500 and I'll put it together.
So I bought the car and Dave put it together and displayed it in museum. It was fun to think of owning a car on display in a museum.
A few years passed and Dave called again. Somebody wants to buy your Stanguellini.
So I never drove it, never saw it. Always longed for just one drive around a race track. I probably couldn't even fit in it, but still, I know we could have worked it out
Ten years ago I got a picture from my Stanguellini's current owner. He'd taken the car all apart and put it back together so she was brand new again. I still have the picture. She's not the same, she's changed. But then, neither am I. I don't know where she is now. She never calls, never writes. Somebody else pays her bills.