I've yet to see an Enzo in the flesh, much less with engine bay opened up like a prom date. I have seen a GT in such a state of undress, at a track day, and it was beautiful. Sinful. I wanted to shank the douchebag who got to drive it and take it from him.
This could be the next trend in Michael Phelps pauses: "Yo, I'm chillin in my flip flops with $19.000 worth of blacked-out pimped-out tickets. Money yall!!" #vanityplates
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The original GT40's mission was a gigantic middle finger directed squarely at Ferrari. Here's to carrying on the family motto!
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The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
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Seems he leaves in Louisiana.
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Some say, his Silverado is a Holden...
All we know is, he's lost in the flatlands of Texas.
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Some say his horn plays The Sky Is Crying.
Some say his used oil is the secret ingredient in Stubb's barbecue sauce.
Some say he singlehandedly keeps Austin weird.
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