Back in 2000, a visit to the inaugural F1 race at Indy, I looked around and had an idea, “what if I got a dollar from each person in the stands to buy a Ferrari?” How selfish. How stupid. How ridiculous. How funny. And with that idea, buymeaferrari.com was born.
Originally, I set up a savings account for the Ferrari, took in paypal donations, but overtime, after accruing around $850 in donations, I gave up on the savings account just after the dot com bust somewhere around 2002 or 2003.
Funny thing happened, after I created the site, there were a few others that popped up thereafter, even one where someone racked up a lot of debt and asked for bucks to pay it off. She matched each donation, paid off her ~70K debt IIRC, and went on Oprah and a few other shows. No one really wanted to help out a guy buy a dream car back then, and least likely now.
Other distractions got in the way, but I never lost sight of the dream to one day own a Ferrari. Recently, that dream came true and I bought a Ferrari. Well, I bought it the wrong way you could possibly buy a Ferrari, and I plan on documenting it here.
With each day I have with this car, with each bolt I wrench on, or each part I try to replace, there’s always a story behind it.