I should have done some more research before posting, and (as always) I should have done that research at Hemmings.
We have a regular visitor in our midst who just happens to be one of the scribes at Hemmings. His name’s Mark McCourt and he left a comment in yesterday’s FF entry that sent me reading two articles from Hemmings that I’d like to pass on for your perusal this weekend.
The first is Hemmings’ look at a 308 GT4, owned by a guy on the left coast of the US. The article gives a great first-hand feel of what it’s like to drive one of these four-seater Fezzas. Here’s an excerpt:
When you toss the 308 GT4 through a lively series of esses, as we got to do around Washington’s Olympic Peninsula during our damp springtime drive, and it just pivots and carves and responds to the subtle deftness of your inputs without a slide or a kickback or an argument, and just goes and does your bidding without a fuss….
And my favourite bit:
Steering is impossible at slow speeds, but impossibly deft at any speed that registers on the speedometer–a subtle indication that cars such as this are meant to be driven, not parked.
It’s a great read.
After you’ve read that one, you might feel satisfied; happy in a new-found appreciation for the red-headed stepchild of the prancing horse family.
If you can cope with a sad ending, check out this follow-up story on the same car – how it died.
It’ll sadden you and if you’re like me, it’ll frustrate you to no end. I hope that’s not the end of the road for this car and I don’t understand why the numbers don’t work in the case of a car like this under those circumstances. Check it out for yourself.