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‘Back then, a fast reaction meant you dropped your cigarette when the flag moved.’ In 1950, F1 drivers wore goggles, smoked cigars, and guessed when to go. In 2025, they train like fighter pilots, and a reaction faster than 0.2 seconds gets you penalised for being too quick. Do you want to know how long

‘It’s got a manual gearbox, a V8 that growls like a satisfied lion, and bodywork so curvy it needs its own HR department.’ Imagine a car so beautiful it makes a Ferrari Daytona look like a bin lorry. The De Tomaso P72 happens when you tell Italian designers to ignore computers and make something jaw-droppingly

‘It’s road legal like a flamethrower is technically a heating appliance.’ Three seats. A thousand horses. A silhouette like a spaceship and a noise like a war. The Glickenhaus 007S isn’t just road-legal—it’s barely legal. And it’s coming to Villa d’Este with the subtlety of a sledgehammer to a soufflé. Ever wanted to drive Le

Monaco GPDate: Sunday, 25 May 2025Track: Circuit de Monaco ♖ Piastri vows to bounce back after Verstappen’s defeat, determined to turn lessons from Imola into future victories. ♖ Hamilton beams after P4 at Imola—Ferrari chapter finally roaring to life with promising performance. ♖ Vasseur hails Ferrari’s stunning turnaround after horror qualifying: ‘A proper fightback!’ ♖

‘He added tan leather to a Le Mans car because comfort matters when doing Mach 1 past Lyon.’ Most of us buy a car. Count Rossi asked Porsche to convert a 917K—yes, the Le Mans-winning one—for the road. 600 horsepower. A flat-12 engine. Tan leather. And number plates. It’s the automotive equivalent of fitting a

‘The yoke steering wheel is either genius or lunacy. Much like the rest of the car.’ The Tesla Model S Plaid happens when Silicon Valley skips breakfast and builds a spaceship with cupholders. 0–60 in 1.99 seconds. 1,020 horsepower. It’s quieter than a church but faster than a Veyron. Not a car. A software update

‘Few names stir the petrolhead soul quite like Ferrari 250. It’s not just a car—it’s a bloodline.’ A family of finely sculpted V12 icons that conquered Le Mans seduced Hollywood and made tweed jackets fashionable at 140 mph. From the Mille Miglia to Monte Carlo, this wasn’t just Ferrari’s golden age—it was the era when

‘The Maserati MC12 Corsa isn’t a car. It’s an angry sculpture with traction control.’ It has no airbags, stereo, road tax, or intention of being sensible. The Maserati MC12 Corsa is a cartoon missile for the world’s wealthiest lunatics. Built for track days, painted ‘Blue Victor’ and rarer than a guilt-free politician. 755 horsepower. 0–62