Ferraris do nothing for me, aesthetically, but Maseratis? That, my friends, is a horse of a different color. The GranTurismo is a thing of true beauty, aside from the ugly name. (What would have been so hard about Gran Turismo?)
Friday, September 12, 2014
Autostrada
What should I espy yesterday on Bristol Road, a sad sack collection of potholes that barely suffices as a thoroughfare? A Maserati GranTurismo in all its glory, resplendent in white & matte black. This is not the first time I've spotted a Maserati in the area, but 'tis still an uncommon enough sight to be noteworthy. I do not believe I'd previously seen that particular Maserati.
Ferraris do nothing for me, aesthetically, but Maseratis? That, my friends, is a horse of a different color. The GranTurismo is a thing of true beauty, aside from the ugly name. (What would have been so hard about Gran Turismo?)
Ferraris do nothing for me, aesthetically, but Maseratis? That, my friends, is a horse of a different color. The GranTurismo is a thing of true beauty, aside from the ugly name. (What would have been so hard about Gran Turismo?)
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