We walked the rows and rows of cars eyeing the Ferrari cars of many years and models, and had fun playing "which one would you pick to own? ... Okay, you can have two...." (I had strange draw to both the late 1950's and 1980's makes.)
We met several of my uncle's Ferrari car club friends, had lunch in the Art Deco Members' bar, stood in awe beneath a Concorde jet, and took way too many photos of old Fiats. We saw cars that are quite rare and worth way more than cars should ever be worth.
After Brooklands Italian car day Marco, Keghley and I hopped on the train and headed to London for the afternoon. A windy but sunny spring day, we did some sights, lots of pubbing, and then met up with a few different friends in Notting Hill.
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