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Ferrari
F 430 Spyder
Ferrari has nothing for the common cold, but if
you suffer worries, boredom, grouchiness, or that debilitating ennui that
settles in on Sunday afternoons around four o'clock, it has a hot new pill, and
you won't need to call the doctor in the morning.
One button pushed for 20 seconds drops the top of the new Ferrari F430 Spider
into its lascivious splash of aluminum bodywork. Yes, just 20 seconds to a new
and brighter you! Need more? Now try the button on the steering wheel, the one
that says "Start." Suddenly, you hear that sonorous purrrrrr, fast,
fat, and deep, like a Bengal tiger getting its tummy scratched. That's a 483-hp,
4.3-liter V-8 tugging on your leash, so you'd better want to run.
First gear stretches out to 8500 rpm, howling to make your shanks shake. Second
gear should get you 60 mph in about 3.6 seconds and a misdemeanor conviction in
four flat. Keep the hammer down through third, fourth, and fifth, and sixth will
burn your scalp clean off at 186 mph, or so Ferrari claims.
  
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