Last month there were a few speedsters in attendance, including a beautifully restored '56. Today I was the only speedster in attendance.
I was able to get VIP parking. I followed an F12 and Gallardo in the entrance, but got stopped by the organizer to park first car at the entry. The other organizer said, "you know that's a replica", to which the man who waved me in replied "I know, but I still like it".
Just goes to show, it really doesn't matter what you pay for a car. It's the level of enjoyment it brings you is all that matters. It helps that it provides happiness to others as well.
I had had a bit of a scare this week I brought a friend with me to an event in Napa. It started at 6:30pm and last until 11pm. The temps dropped considerably. It was 92 degrees going up to Napa, but 48 degrees on the way back home. We, of course, were only dressed appropriately for 90 degree temps. We put the top up on the way back home. But I left the side curtains home. We froze. I finally pulled into the driveway and my friend pushed the button to raise the garage door. I pulled up a bit then told him to get out before entering the garage. When he exited he hit the garage door clicker, lowering the door onto the hood of the speedster. As soon as it hit, it raised again. I have an old style flip out garage door. We carefully examined the damaged. Miraculously, there was only a small scuff on top of the wing that I was able to buff out. I got lucky
-kevin