This car here, F12 Ferrari. I remember when it was brand new, my mate G just bought it and brought it to one of our Dezzi track days less than a month into ownership. He came from a 458 and he could drive the wheels off that thing, but the F12 was front engine and far more powerful, so he was having to get used to the F12 and unsure of the car's limits, so after drivers briefing he asked me to take him for a few laps to explore the car. Problem was, we partied hard the night before and I was nursing a hangover the size of Texas. Took my GT4 out for a few laps and really started feeling green. Back in the pit a greasy bacon & egg breakfast burger plus a Red Bull kinda got me orientated.
But the F12 was still parked off and G still nagging me. I kept putting him off waiting to gather myself up. The 4th time he came to ask me to come drive the F12 he lost patience and dragged me by the arm to the car. So, I got in. Adjusted the seat. Adjusted the steering wheel. On a F12 you can also adjust the pedal box, so I started doing that. Then I started synchronizing adjustments in increments with the seat, steering wheel and pedal box. G started getting edgy "Geesh man, I never knew you to be that anal about driving position?" - I'm not, I was buying time for my hangover, LOL.
Six laps later we had the thing dancing at the limit, what a hoot to drive. You'd expect understeer. Nope no understeer. You'd expect the thing to be really tail happy considering the power it makes, none of that either, no real deficiencies you can't drive around. Fantastic chassis.
