Come December 1, Maserati will be 100 years old. I’ve followed the marque’s duck-and-dart adventures since the summer of 1967. That’s when my father and I, in our death-pallor-gray Ford Taunus in downtown Paris, spied a canary-yellow ’67 Ghibli whose driver was busy curbing its wheels. It was the first Maserati I’d ever seen. My toes may have shot through the tips of my Hush Puppies. My Timex stopped forever at 3:14 p.m. READ MORE ››
Car News Magazine – Source: caranddriver.com
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