28 Oct Another little Italian beauty that abandons us.
Last week I delivered a nice little car to the port of Genoa for the USA.
It was a 1966 Fiat 1500 Coupè designed by Pininfarina.
In over forty years of professional activity, I have had many opportunities to satisfy international customers who have turned their attention to our market to find big and small Italian masterpieces that have made the history of style and automotive technology.
Europe, the United States, Canada, Alaska, Chile, Argentina, Russia, Japan, Australia, New Zealand, India, Hong Kong, are the destinations that come to mind.
I can’t remember how many first-registration plates and booklets I cancelled from the public register with tears in my eyes.
However, many times the regret has been mitigated by the realization that foreign collectors often have a greater propensity and financial availability to invest in valuable cars.
They also have different tastes from ours that allow them to appreciate cars that we consider marginally.
For example, the Maserati Mexico is a very refined Gran Turismo with a low cost that many could afford, but obviously it does not meet the taste of Italians, in fact I have always sold them exclusively to foreign collectors.
I could make a long list of models even of big value that have had the same fate.
Today I feel regret for this little beauty that goes away without my being able to understand why.
As a seller, I did nothing of all I should have done to entice the American collector who stubbornly convinced himself that this was the object of his desires.
I would have liked to see this splendid little car racing on the beautiful Italian roads.
Who knows, maybe one day the opportunity to buy it back would arise.
Yet all the Italian collectors to whom I proposed it have “snubbed” it and I am amazed at this because it is a fairly rare car, affordable, elegantly finished, with such comfort that it can be used every day.
It seems that it is easier to choose other cars, perhaps more expensive, more banal and often present in large numbers at all events.
I therefore had to resign myself to exporting this Italian beauty but instead of loading it on a tow truck I wanted to enjoy it on the journey to the port of Genoa.
For the last time she traveled the Po valley, crossed the Apennines and saw the Ligurian sea.
But when she will go out of the container in America, a new owner will be eager to receive her and she will not be alone because her place in the garage is already ready next to a flaming sister 1500 Pininfarina spider in blue color that will make her feel at home.