[Porsche-O-Phile]

When you can smash yourself in the balls with a five-pound sledgehammer without flinching, you're ready for the degree of self-loathing and masochism that is the Maserati Biturbo.

I too considered one of these a few years ago and you wouldn't believe the horror stories that were urgently thrown at me. It was enough to make me abandon the idea and run away screaming in terror.