I had a dream the other morning that I met you. You weren't sure who I was but I quickly introduced myself as you handed me the keys to your white 360 Modena. The car actually backed itself out of the driveway and on to the street, where I got in andsped off. It drove marvelously, but I recall being in too high a gear a few times and there was not much at the pedal. But that sound...holy cow!

I ended up driving a fair amount, but not really pushing the car very hard. I ended up on a jogging path that was quite wide. It was a sunny day and lots of people were jogging, but no one said anything to me about being on the path. I actually had to ask if it was a jogging path and once someone said yes, I backed up and got back on the road...

Weird!

Anyway, I recall thinking that you were kind of a dork... This, of course, has nothing to do with reality.

But thanks for letting me drive one of my very favorite cars...and in white...wow that thing was an amazing thing of beauty...thanks!

 

Greg

That story was much more entertaining while drinking Margaritas.

It was also much more believable because we all know that 2x6spds would be the last person to give you the keys to their Modena.

 

drugs?

 

That's fine, Greg, glad you had a good time. You can bring it back anytime now.

Best regards
2x6spds

 

Greg, too many margaritas will lead to the condition you experienced. It's called "Rapture of the Modena."