Just rolling through Melbourne’s CBD, similar color.
This is a nostalgia car for me. I remember it from my childhood. From games and such.
Gaze on its aggressive but simple styling. Its classic front-engined sports car proportions. On the headlights and their clear baggage from the flippy lights of the Testarossa and 456.
This day sucks, fuck my job. I wish the 550 would come back.
I didn’t need it this morning like I do now.