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A little about my involvement with cars-

My interest in cars started with my father. He raced sprint cars on dirt track ovals in Western Pennsylvania. My first remembrances of cars was my close inspection of the dirt track race photos my father pasted in an accountant's journal. I drew racecars in and car parts along side those photos. I was 4.

In my preteens and early teens I built many many plastic AMT and Revell car models. My collection was vast. I read from cover to cover every issue of Road & Track magazine. Any spare time that my lack of friends and a social life afforded me went to cars and car related areas.

My father nurtured my interest in cars also-

My father has been in the automobile business in one form or another for 30 years. He has owned many interesting cars. I remember inspecting his brand new 1965 Mustang in the street in front of our house in Penn Hills, Pennsylvania. It was a foggy morning before school. Kids walked by and I engaged them all in conversation about the new car - "Don't look at this car (As I spread my arms over the hood in mock camouflage). You aren't supposed to see it. It won't be introduced until next week". Which in that case was true. Some of the cars that my father Dan owned are- Convertible and fastback Corvettes, a Lotus Elan, an Olds 442, The Judge, a 1965 Convertible Impala SS with "Tri-Power" and a four speed stick, a yellow 1959 Eldorado Convertible with red leather interior (Oh you should have seen THAT). People borrowed it for parades), Studebaker Avante, President and Hawk, some Mustangs and Camaros, a '49 Beetle, a '63 Thunderbird and a number of Coupe and Sedan Devilles. Even today I follow Formula One car racing. Which team do you think I root for? Tifosi? Cavillino? Enzo? Figure it out yet?

Sports cars- I have always had a bent towards sports cars. They were more rare in Suburban Pittsburgh than, let's say Mustangs or Impalas (although I like all cars). A big break came when my uncle George generously gave me his Austin Healey 3000 project car. I couldn't believe it. The car was in desperate need of major restoration, but even in that state was well beyond my means. The deal he offered was that when I got the car finished he could borrow it for some weekends. You should have seen him when I delivered it to him the next summer. Bright red Imron paint. The roof was down. It sounded great and was fun to drive. He said, "I can't believe you did it!" This car took me into my freshman year at college before I crashed in a most major way.  I will post a picture of that and other cars I have owne in this site at a later date.

th year. 

Aug 2007. The clutch was not disengaging so I took it apart and cleaned the shaft and relubed it. Johan helped me adjust the pedal. I'm torquing the transfer case gear nut to 140 foot pounds. That is ALOT of torque. "Hey! This ain't no Ferrari!" Me and my 67' Olds88. Just a little on the ugly side don't you think? Would burn rubber though. You couldn't talk to me.
That's me at Watkins Glen Race Track with my 75' Ferrari 308GT4 Dino. The Ferrari club rents the track and we get expert driving instruction. We think in our heads we are real race car drivers. That is of course until a real racer takes us out for "a little spin". Sheesh! I didn't know any car could go that fast in the corners.
Doing 87mph backing out of the driveway. That is my father in law Jim Wiseman with me. He wouldn't ride with me after that. That's me coming down the front at Watkins Glen race track in NY. Not too shabby huh?
Looks like the road in the Paris-Roubaix bicycle race don't you think? 1963 Ferrari 250GT -Front engine rear drive, 3 liter V12 Columbo design.
Big ol' oily spark plug.
Joe Cool and his '75 Ferrari 308GT4 at the State College PA Last Cruise car show. I painted it in lacquer myself. The color is called Corsa Rossa (Racing Red). It is necessary to completely wet sand the entire car flat with 600 grit paper (help!)- twice. This removes all surface textures and goobers. And then you buff your face off for 2-3 days.

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A little about my Ferrari-

 I have owned my 1975 308GT4 Ferrari since 1986. It is definitely a love hate kind of experience.

The love-

There is no car like a Ferrari. Every time I drive it it is exciting. It goes fast easily and urges you to do so. The sound and feel is like no other car I have experienced. When you put the pedal down there is a loud vortex roar as the air rushes down those 4 - 2 barrel carbs that are located just behind your head.

The hate-

The image that people may form of you isn't necessarily good. It is frivolous. What right do I have in owning such an expensive car? Parts are extremely expensive. The purchase price of the car is only the beginning. The distributor caps, of which there are two in this car are $140 each. New spark plug wires are $200 the last time I checked. These are just normal maintenance parts. If you need a more involved part such as a distributor (you need 2) they are $1200 each! The car is low- I got stuck on the speed bump at the elementary school. You can't take it to a shopping Mall, store or coffee shop and leave it unattended for long. No matter where you park it even if it is 1/4 mile away from the building people will park beside it. There are no door protectors. It is 100% Corsa Rossa lacquer all way around. I won't drive it in the rain or snow. Thatís about it.

Miscellaneous Ferrari stuff-

The engine in this Ferrari will run at high RPM's and the car will go fast. I have driven it at 120MPH and I know that it will go to 140-150 as my Ferrari friends have demonstrated. The handling is like you would expect- You sit low and close to the road. The car is wide and it has fat soft compound Pirelli tires and they are sticky. The 308 neither oversteers or understeers. It is amazing how fast you can go in the corners before it begins to slide. My first real experience driving the car at its adhesion limit was at the Watkins Glen race track in NY. When the car would begin to to slide all four tires would slide together. The steering would get light and the car would slide to the outside of the track an a graceful controlled manner. My mother's '66 Oldsmobile offered none of these properties. I noticed t his as I hustled it around the light posts in the East Hills Shopping Center parking lot in my 16th year.