While attending a wedding in Italy (see previous post about the Ferrari Museum Trip) I was heading into Salo for a dinner and came across a magical sight that made me scream like a 12 year old girl at a One Direction concert:

Imagine turning a corner on a road five centuries old and pulling up next to this:

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Rally cars, everywhere!

Stratoses (Stratosi?), Scorpion Rally 037's, Porsche RSR's, Delta HF Internagle's, it was incredible.

Here's a red Stratos that I didn't see later that I wish I got a better shot of:

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I had to park nearby for that previously mentioned dinner and heard the cars roaring down the street in front of the parking garage. I left the 5 people piled in my MK7 Golf TDI rental car and RAN outside to get these:

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This just confirms for me how awesome it must be to live in Europe and be a wealthy car enthusiast, they get to drive these things on the street!

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For the rest of the evening I was heavily distracted by what I saw, the house we saw the next day wasn't so bad itself either: