Ferrari Purosangue: why the 2170kg V12 crossover is no SUV

So now we know. Contrary to all the rumour and speculation, this all new Purosangue is not Ferrari’s first SUV. It doesn’t have the height, the driving position or the space in the back or boot. It can’t seat five people and its towing limit is 0kg. Before the Purosangue Ferrari had never made an SUV; it still hasn’t.

Think of it instead, and it seems strange to employ a word more commonly used to describe a Nissan Qashqai than a V12 Ferrari costing over £300,000, as a crossover. It’s a bit elevated, it has coupé-like styling, but four doors, a hatchback tailgate and rear seats that fold flat. A bit of everything.

The only available engine is the 6.5-litre V12 from the 812 Superfast, but detuned from 789bhp to 715bhp to benefit low down torque. Ferrari will absolutely not be drawn on other potential engines but nor are they denied, so it seems more than likely that, at the very least, the 3-litre V6 hybrid powertrain from the 296 GTB will be made available at some stage, offering as it does more power, more torque, better fuel consumption, decimated CO2 figures and an ability still to be sold in countries that wish to ban sales of pure ICE vehicles from 2030. But it won’t sound like a V12.

Its place in the Ferrari line-up seems as natural as that of all those four-seat Ferraris that it succeeds, a line almost as long lived as its pure sports car models. When Porsche introduced the Cayenne a little over 20 years ago it induced near heart failure in Stuttgart traditionalists. For the Ferrari cognoscenti, the mental leap from a GTC4Lusso to a Purosangue is comparatively a small step.

Interior view of a Ferrari Purosangue being driven along a snowy mountain road, showing the steering wheel, digital displays and passenger-side dashboard.

The cabin has its drawbacks – pressure pads on the steering wheel replace buttons and there’s no built-in navigation system

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Ferrari’s recent four-seaters have all been remarkably spacious and the Purosangue is no different. I am 6ft 3in and could sit behind an only slightly shorter driver in better than reasonable comfort. It’s no S-Class Mercedes – the fully adjustable rear seat is too high and too hard for that – but the rear hinged doors work brilliantly and all by themselves confer a level of everyday practicality upon the Purosangue visited upon no previous Ferrari in history. For the first time, a Ferrari can be said to be a family car. And if you’re looking for reasons to explain the minimum 18-month waiting list (some say two years) despite its price, I expect you’re more likely to find it here than anywhere else.

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But it’s not just those rear doors that differentiate this Ferrari from all that have gone before. It’s its weight too. An honest 2170kg at the kerb, it is fully a quarter tonne more than the mass of the GTC4Lusso. It may not look, sound or function like an SUV but its weight is of that order. And because we’re so used to high-performance cars of that kind of mass being powered by twin-turbo V8 engines with enough torque to reverse the rotation of the planet at idle, the V12 feels very, very different. And not always in a good way.

Of course if you feed it the revs it loves so much it’ll respond accordingly and with that mesmerising V12 soundtrack, but if you’re just cruising and ask it to dispatch a line of traffic at the twitch of a toe, the response is quite modest. The question is whether an engine designed to deliver the best of its performance in the last 25% of its powerband is the ideal choice for a four-door family Ferrari. For me and for this kind of car, I’d lose a lot of that top-end bite for an increase in low to mid-range urge.

“If you feed it the revs it loves so much it’ll respond accordingly”

Its chassis is far better suited to the car with clever Multimatic actuators sitting on top of each coil sprung suspension tower, acting like active anti-roll bars and ensuring the car corners flat, fast and with total security. The 812’s four-wheel-steer system makes the Purosangue feel more wieldy than its weight and wheelbase would suggest, and while its considerable width and paucity of steering feel limit both the quantity and quality of available fun relative to other Ferraris, relative to other super luxury family cars it’s an absolute dream to drive.

But it is not without its flaws. The haptic pressure pads on the steering wheel are a very poor substitute for buttons and switches, there’s no baked-in navigation system so you have to rely on your smartphone for that and hope it’s not lost, stolen, accidentally left behind and that you’re always somewhere with data reception. And if you do want to see where you’re going you’ll have to live without a rev-counter because it disappears to make way for the navigation screen.

Rear of Ferrari Purosangue driving in the snow

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In many ways the Purosangue is Ferrari’s cleverest car to date. It has found a market niche for itself where a genuinely usable family car can be positioned, opening a market it has never previously enjoyed while avoiding what would for Ferrari be the doubly difficult position of being late to launch an SUV. The purists will be happy, the pragmatists who just want an all-purpose Ferrari will be happy too and Ferrari will also be happy: instead of being the last major luxury brand to launch an SUV (save McLaren) it is instead the first to launch an ultra-high performance crossover. Others will follow. Me? Fine job though Ferrari has done, I feel the best is yet to come and this will be not with a 6.5-litre V12 motor, but a 3-litre V6 hybrid. Heresy, I know, but such is the world we live in today.

Ferrari Purosangue 

Price £313,120
• Engine 6.5 litres, 12 cylinders, petrol
• Power 715bhp at 8250rpm
• Torque  528lb ft at 6250rpm
• Weight 2170kg
• Power to weight 329bhp per tonne
• Transmission Eight-speed double clutch, four-wheel drive
• 0-62mph 3.3sec
• Top speed 193mph
• Economy 16.9mpg
• CO2 393g/km
• Verdict School-run superstar

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Ferrari, for me, has always been all about a number of different things; the history, the sculptural look of the cars, the noise of those V12 engines, and they are still the best looking cars. My first Ferrari was the 275 GTB four-cam. It was another five years before I could afford the GTO.

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My first connection with Ferrari must have been the Dinky toy, the blue one with a yellow nose, Prince Bira’s racing colours. Then I went racing with my dad, to Goodwood and Silverstone, and this was the ultimate treat because he was both a spectator and a competitor. So I’d seen the 1950s drivers like Fangio and Ascari, and become very aware of the Ferrari grand prix cars.

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Mason’s stunning 250 GTO blasts up the hill at Goodwood

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Ferrari stands for so much more than just the racing cars, it’s also about what it means to Italy, to Italians. Our nearest equivalent would be the Spitfire, what it means to the nation. So, with Ferrari it’s much more than the racing or the drivers. The Prancing Horse is a totem that no other manufacturer has, apart from possibly Mercedes.

The Ferrari 512 S Mason’s of Le Mans

The Ferrari 512 S is also part of Mason’s collection, and was once used in the filming of Le Mans

Lee Brimble

Ferrari has been a constant presence in the sport when other manufacturers have dipped in and out. Then there’s Enzo, the man and his vision, which was sometimes flawed. He could be a monster, his rudeness and falling out with Stirling [Moss] in the 1950s was never resolved and that makes the story even stronger.

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V12 has a special resonance

Lee Brimble

If you love Ferrari you have to go to Monza but I went there for historic racing before I ever went to the grand prix, though it was somewhere I’d always wanted to go. Going to the factory to collect a car was always part of the joy of owning a Ferrari, going to the Cavallino restaurant over the road where Enzo had a private room, and there’s the Ristorante Montana right outside the Fiorano test track. So now you had the pasta, the red wine and the Ferraris… well, maybe not so much of the wine these days. When you’re five miles away the roads are already bristling with Ferraris, and you see places where you can rent one for an afternoon. The whole place is dedicated to the red cars, there’s so much history. I was down there recently and everyone was talking about Lewis Hamilton coming to the Formula 1 team.

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Owning or racing the cars, the noise is an important part of the pleasure, the V12s in particular. When you’re up against six-cylinder cars the sound is special, part of the joy. That Prancing Horse badge must be one of the top five most-recognised logos in the world. So many brands have changed their logos over the years but Ferrari has never done that. The horse was there at the very beginning and it’s still there now. Ferrari is about tenacity, about not jacking it in when the boardroom decides it’s a waste of money or some other corporate reason. It’s about total commitment.


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Mason’s rare 250 MM in action

Lee Brimble

People say every F1 driver wants to go to Ferrari but I’m not sure they all do. It’s quite an alarming experience. You need a lot of confidence for the relationship to work like it did, for example, with Niki Lauda and Luca di Montezemolo. That was a magic combination. There is so much pressure on the team and the drivers from the Italian media. I guess the equivalent here is the English football team. They undergo the same treatment, but they only have to worry about it every four years or so. For Ferrari, it’s on a daily basis.

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Welcome to the Machine: Mason poses with his F40. His first car bought from Pink Floyd cheques was actually a Lotus Elan…

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“The team and drivers are under daily pressure from Italian media”

Ferrari has never lost its aura, or its appeal. A relatively recent car, like the LaFerrari, is a stunning piece of engineering and it was all done in the factory at Maranello. The cars have got bigger, however, and what I really love is how small the GTO is compared to the new cars. As far as running them is concerned the worst was my 275 GTB which wet its plugs all the time. I’d take them indoors to warm them up. The experience varies from car to car. The F40, which I bought new in 1988, is still a joy after all the years. It’s such an exciting car, totally analogue, a bit like having a dog that wants to be petted but might just prefer to take a piece out of your arm. I got some special luggage to go with it – one piece would take a large pizza, one would fit a chunk of cheese, but it’s a really nice part of having such a great Ferrari.”

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The Roma is not just a new Ferrari, but a new kind of Ferrari. Or, at the very least, one we’ve not seen for a long time. For over 50 years Maranello’s ranges have been divvied up between the big and the small – the full-size cars (almost) always with V12 engines, the smaller with V8s and, once, even a V6. And the last of these ‘compact’ Ferrari coupés also to offer occasional rear seating was the Mondial, a car launched over 40 years ago. Ferrari won’t thank me for calling the Roma a rather late replacement for one of its least-loved models but that, in effect, is what it is.

It’s not entirely new, because it splits its duties and much of its structure with the Portofino convertible, but it’s over 70 per cent different, says Ferrari. And interestingly in a world where closed cars always cost less than their glamorous drop-top siblings, the Roma does not. In price, power and even the number of gears in its transmission, the Roma is positioned clearly ahead of the Portofino.

And doesn’t it look the part? It looks like one of Pininfarina’s finest Ferraris since the 1970s. But it’s not: it’s all the work of Ferrari’s own Centro Stile design centre.

In terms of its specification, it’s all very conventional: no driven front axle, no hybrid drive and there may come a time when we crave such simplicity from these cars. It’s just got Ferrari’s well-known 3.9-litre engine under the nose, programmed to produce 612bhp, driving the rear wheels alone through a new eight-speed double-clutch gearbox first seen on the SF90 hypercar, and notable for its absence from the Portofino. At least for now.

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Roma’s interior is a perfect blend of class, comfort and technology

The cabin is by far Ferrari’s best effort to date for this kind of car, marrying elegant shapes and sumptuous upholstery with a level of technological sophistication to make the traditionalists splutter into their espresso. Its instrument pack was also first seen in the SF90 and makes all previous efforts by Ferrari seem antediluvian by comparison. It’s complex in presentation but surprisingly uncomplicated in operation. And while those rear seats are very limited for human habitation, you can say the same of those of a Porsche 911 Turbo S or a Bentley Continental GT.

We meet in conditions which, short of snow, are about as unsuited to driving a new Ferrari as you might never wish to imagine. It is cold, it is wet, the roads of the south east of England are rather more crowded than the hills above Maranello, and time is short.

Even so, I’m not going to turn my nose up at a couple of laps of Goodwood, but discover little more than a car that will spin its wheels in fifth gear, circulate cleanly and slowly if you select a sensible level of electronic assistance, and flick, kick and slip if you do not. I learn far more about the track conditions than I do about the car, so I give it up as a bad job and head out onto the public road instead.

It would be interesting to bring someone from the Testarossa or Boxer era to the present day and sit him or her in the passenger seat of the Roma while you put it through its paces. If you kept it in the higher gears, they would doubt your sanity. If you dropped a cog or three and really let rip, they would doubt their own. Where Ferrari is so clever is to provide peak power not at a certain point, but from all the way from 5750-7500rpm. This, combined with closely stacked gear ratios means peak power is available from gear to gear to gear. Which would have been great except for the fact that even had the roads been dry, full throttle activity in this part of the world would have been restricted to a few breathless squirts, punctuated by nervous glances in the mirror. On streaming wet roads it’s not much fun particularly, as with all flat-plane crank, turbocharged V8 motors, its voice is more purposeful than tuneful.

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But that is not to say there is no enjoyment to be had here. On the contrary: despite the weather, I would have happily kept on powering the Roma across the Sussex countryside until the tank ran dry. The Roma still manages to offer a rare and special driving experience even when you can’t use some or more of its performance.

It rides beautifully, particularly when you’ve remembered to press the ‘bumpy road’ button and softened off its dampers (or just left the little manettino controller in its ‘comfort’ setting). More than that, it feels compact in a way that it really isn’t. The Roma is a wide and quite heavy car, but it’s so accurate, so easy to place, it never feels so.

Part of the reason for this lies in the excellent visibility, the rigidity of its structure and the tuning of its suspension, but it’s also down to a quite simple choice to fit a steering rack that doesn’t provide sudden reactions when your hands move away from the straight-ahead position. Ferraris did this in the past because it made them feel superficially sporting, but it also made them more difficult and less fun to drive, particularly in conditions like this. And it bodes well that a car can give a good account of itself in such conditions, and important too as the Roma is the Ferrari most likely to be used every day, at least until its SUV goes on sale in 2023.

It has the look, the name, the power and the driving experience. In short there is very little not to like here.

Silver Ferrari Roma parked on a cobblestone street outside a grand building, shown from the rear three-quarter view.

Instead it’s Ferrari’s own design

Ferrari Roma

Price £170,984
Engine 3.8 litres, 8 cylinders, turbocharged
Power 612bhp
Weight 1570kg
Torque 516lb ft
Power to weight 390bhp per tonne
Transmission Eight-speed double-clutch, rear-wheel drive
0-62mph 3.4sec
Top speed 199mph
Economy 25.2mpg
CO2 255g/km
Verdict The weather was rubbish. The car certainly isn’t

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This is the car in which Gilles Villeneuve learned his Formula 1 craft, won over (most of) his critics, became the apple of Enzo’s eye, captured the Tifosi’s heart – and passed into Canadian lore.

Their story had a fanfare beginning at the 1978 United States GP West. Villeneuve had never been to Long Beach before, so, as was his inimitable way, lurid spins dotted his practice as he overstepped even his preternatural hand-to-eye, seat-to-pants limits. He was, though, revelling in the circuit’s claustrophobic challenge and in the feel of his brand new car – he’d driven T3/032 at Kyalami – and secured his first GP front-row slot.

Gilles Villeneuve seated in Ferrari 312 T3 cockpit, adjusting helmet, 1978 Formula 1

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This was only his seventh GP, his sixth with Ferrari and his second in a T3 – yet he led it like a veteran, slipping unscathed from the first hairpin as his should-know-betters locked horns, brakes and wheels. He withstood pressure from the Brabham-Alfas of John Watson and Niki Lauda and his pole-sitting team-mate Carlos Reutemann with such sang froid that the mistake (on lap 39 of 80) came as a genuine surprise. A hurried attempt to lap the Shadow of Clay Regazzoni left 034 in the wall and tyre marks on Regga’s crash helmet.

Carlos Reutemann Ferrari 312 T3 side profile with sponsor logos, 1978 Formula 1

Denis Jenkinson, Motor Sport’s forthright reporter, had seen enough. “He’ll learn and he’ll win,” was his unusually paternal assessment of Villeneuve’s Californian performance.

This win, though, was Reutemann’s. Being his second of a nascent season the charismatic ‘Lole’ looked a good title bet. The championship, however, was about to be tilted on its axis.

1978 Formula 1 race start featuring Lotus, Brabham, and Ferrari cars

The gestation period for 312 T3 was a difficult one in 1978, with mass retirements before it finally came good

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Lotus rolled out its paradigm-shifting 79 at Monaco, and though Mario Andretti chose to race the 78, Reutemann and Ferrari’s short spell as realistic favourites ended the moment ‘Lole’ fluffed his start from what had been a dominant pole.

“An attempt to lap the Shadow left 034 in the wall and tyre marks on Regga’s helmet”

The ground-effect 79 hit the ground sticking two weeks later in Belgium, Ronnie Peterson’s 78 supporting Andretti in a black and gold 1-2. ‘Superswede’ had his own 79 by Spain in early June, and Chapman’s men were again in a class of their own. Although Brabham’s controversial fan car suckered the 79s in Sweden, victories for Andretti and Peterson made Lotus champion constructor as early as August 13.

Ferrari was by this stage fourth in the overall standings after a topsy-turvy mid-season. Villeneuve had been running fourth on lap 63 at Monaco when 034 emerged from the tunnel on three wheels – a blown front-left had pitched it into the barrier. An exact same failure had then kiboshed a potential second at Zolder, Gilles salvaging fourth – his first three points of the season – behind Reutemann.

Enzo had long complained about racing on Goodyears; Michelin, meanwhile, was hamstrung by the lack of miles put under its new-age radials by Renault’s fractious turbo. So this disaffected pair joined forces for 1978.

“Villeneuve kept quiet counsel, and buried the loud pedal, adopting fantastic angles”

Goodyear was still blithely knocking out cross-plies when Reutemann’s at-a-canter win in Rio shook the Akron giant to its carcass. Its potential race winners were forthwith given preferential treatment, and qualifying tyres the consistency of putty came on stream. Throw the 79 into Goodyear’s already potent mix and suddenly Ferrari and Michelin were drowning, not winning.

Gilles Villeneuve in Ferrari racing suit holding magazine, 1978 Formula 1

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The understeering T3s chomped through their fronts within a dozen laps of Jarama, and the problem was only marginally improved for Anderstorp and Paul Ricard. The more experienced Reutemann managed this better than Gilles – Carlos’s switch to taller-profile covers turned his mid-gridder into a winner at Brands – but outside the cockpit it was clear who was getting the better of their battle.

Although T3’s ancestry appeared obvious from a distance, beneath its flatter and squarer-cut bodywork was a redesigned car: all-new monocoque, neater transversale gearbox casing, radiator layout and suspension. In a bid to wed with Michelin’s radial rubber, tech chief Mauro Forghieri had dumped T2’s long, fabricated front rockers and tiny coil springs for tubular wishbones and larger spring/damper units: different wheel movement, travel and steering geometry.

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And Reutemann didn’t like it. He reckoned T2 had been better, and he had a point – with or without skirts, T3 was never going to be a ground-effect world-beater. Villeneuve, meanwhile, kept quiet counsel and buried the loud pedal, adopting “fantastic angles” to try to negate the understeer. Barring the German GP, he had used 034 to tough out this lean spell: 10th in Spain, ninth in Sweden, 12th in France – lapped each time – and a broken driveshaft in Britain. He had eventually stopped the rot with a mature third in the rain-hit Austrian GP, and then grabbed a gripless point in Holland. It wasn’t until Italy, however, that he conclusively proved Long Beach had been no fluke.

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Finally on the taller tyres and the correct front suspension geometry, Villeneuve qualified second at Monza (Reutemann was 11th). He then strove to keep calm during the delays after Peterson’s accident and Jody Scheckter’s Armco-mashing off on the second warm-up lap; as his peers flitted to and fro, Gilles sat quietly in 034 for 45 minutes.

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The race didn’t start until gone 6pm. At which point the man on the lights delayed for an age. Villeneuve crept… and snapped, triggering pole man Andretti, too. The Ferrari kept the faster Lotus at bay for 36 laps, by which time it had dawned on Andretti that no mistake would be forthcoming – so he scrabbled by at Parabolica. But their efforts counted for nought – bar a title-clinching point for Mario – because both had been penalised a minute for their premature getaways.

Lotus and Andretti’s season faltered thereafter, and Michelin’s latest wares put Ferrari first in the queue for the end-of-season crumbs.

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Elation as Gilles Villeneuve takes the flag in the 1978 Canadian Grand Prix

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The ousted Reutemann – Jody Scheckter was a shoo-in for 1979 – flicked the Scuderia a victory V at Watkins Glen, the T3s holding a tantalising 1-2 until Villeneuve’s flat-12 let go after 22 laps…

And then it happened, on the following Sunday, on an island in the St Lawrence river, and on a tyre choice Michelin warned would be marginal on full tanks: Villeneuve and 034 won the Canadian GP. True, had it not been for a pinprick in a brake pipe, Lotus’s outstanding stand-in Jean-Pierre Jarier would have cruised it. But not even ‘Jumper’ could deny that Ferrari 312 T3, chassis 034, had delivered something far more memorable beneath that October, snow-filled Québec sky.

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Acurious term, greatness. Some like to measure it in statistical terms alone, but naked numbers only ever tell a partial story – and sometimes not even that. Some Common examples? Stirling Moss never claimed a world championship, yet remains indisputably one of his craft’s finest ever exponents.

And Chris Amon should have a double-figure tally of championship grand prix victories to his name, but won none at all. Circumstance can be a fickle barometer.

Our purpose here was not to produce a list of Ferrari grand prix drivers with impeccably shiny CVs, but to dissect the team’s past and present racers and analyse what made them ‘greats’ in terms of influence, personality and, yes, achievements. It’s subjective rather than definitive, but we’d like to think it reflects the spirit of F1’s most celebrated institution.

March 2018. Sebastian Vettel wins the Australian GP as he commences another F1 title tilt, but his next championship might be tougher to conquer than others. It takes a Ferrari pit fumble to prevent Marc Márquez – signed to replace the retiring Kimi Räikkönen – becoming the first driver since Giancarlo Baghetti to win on his F1 world championship debut. Couldn’t happen? There is evidence to suggest otherwise…

John Surtees is forever tagged as the only man to have taken titles on two wheels and four, but it’s easy to overlook the seamless sparkle of his transition. Driving Ken Tyrrell’s Cooper in a Formula Junior race at Goodwood in March 1960, he finished second to Jim Clark at the first car meeting he’d ever attended. Surtees made his F1 World Championship debut later that year and took pole third time out in Portugal, where he led before oil leaked onto his brake pedal and caused him to go off. Natural speed was one asset, but so was the strength of character that led him to reject Colin Chapman’s offer of a full-time job as Jim Clark’s team-mate, following some contractual complications.

With hindsight that was an error, but he accepted a Ferrari offer for 1963 (having previously rejected such a deal) and took his first F1 championship win in the best possible way, defeating Clark at the Nordschleife.

Surtees spent only three full seasons with Ferrari and, yes, that 1964 world title owed a little to last-lap complicity from team-mate Lorenzo Bandini, but Germany ’63 was always there to underline his true mettle.

“It’s easy to overlook the seamless sparkle of Surtees’ transition”

He won at the ’Ring and Monza in 1965 and bounced back from serious injuries (from a Can-Am accident that September) to be fit for the next season. He retired in Monaco, but then won in Belgium… which proved to be a final Ferrari flourish. When team manager Eugenio Dragoni informed Surtees that he wouldn’t form part of the Le Mans line-up – information imparted at the track! – the Englishman tendered his resignation. That strength of character…

Surtees wasn’t merely one of Ferrari’s most distinguished drivers: he was one of the world’s most significant sportsmen.

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It’s etched in legend as one of F1’s most noble gestures – Peter Collins standing down during the 1956 Italian GP, to hand his car to Ferrari team-mate and title rival Juan Manuel Fangio – but the facts are a little more prosaic. Collins was trailing Fangio by eight points ahead of the race and required assorted miracles for any chance of the title, but it was a fine sportsmanship nonetheless.

It was also voluntary: Ferrari had tried to impose team orders on Luigi Musso, but he wasn’t in the mood to relinquish a seat in his home grand prix and Collins filled the breach. It was behaviour that sat well with Enzo Ferrari – certainly more so than another slice of Collins spontaneity, just a few months later. Ferrari had no objection to his drivers’ sexual conquests, but preferred things to be casual. He regarded permanence as a potential distraction – one more reason to avert risk. When Collins married American actress Louise King early in 1957, it followed a whirlwind seven-day courtship.

He remained part of the fold, although it would be an indifferent campaign for Ferrari as Stirling Moss and Vanwall provided the main threat to the departed Fangio’s Maserati.

The new 246 Dino promised more for ’58, although a string of early-season retirements dented Collins’ title chances. At Silverstone, though, he proved untouchable. Perceived as the hare Ferrari required to break the fast but frequently fragile Vanwalls, Collins set off in front – and stayed there long after the engine of Moss’s Vanwall had turned its last. Team-mate and chum Mike Hawthorn had a more realistic title shot, but he was a long way adrift in second and no attempt was made to slow the leader – a decision rendered more poignant with hindsight.

Two weeks later, at the Nürburgring, Collins was again a key cog as the Ferraris disputed the lead with Tony Brooks’ fleet Vanwall. On the 11th of 15 laps, however, he ran slightly wide at Pflanzgarten and clipped a bank. The car flipped up, rolled over a hedge and Collins was thrown out.

He never regained consciousness, and the sport lost a charismatic cavalier.

Sebastian Vettel

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Didn’t appear in this feature originally, but swiftly made his mark on the Scuderia when he joined in 2015. After four-straight world titles with Red Bull, his reputation took a bit of a hit in ’14 when he was outpaced by Daniel Ricciardo during the first instalment of F1’s hybrid era. A timely switch to Ferrari yielded victory second time out, in Malaysia, and he has since served up several reminders of why he deserves to be remembered for far more than simply ‘winning in the best car’ – a simplistic untruth that overlooks the way he mastered the technique required to get the best from Adrian Newey’s blown floors… or the fact he is the only driver to have won in a Toro Rosso (Pierre Gasly won in a rebranded AlphaTauri).

As with all racing greats, driving quickly absorbs only a fraction of his mental capacity – something apparent every time he overruled those on the pit counter and starts directing race strategy from the cockpit (it happened several times in 2016, after flaky calls had cost him potential victories in both Melbourne and Montréal).

Those who worked with him at Red Bull cite a petulant streak that rarely surfaced in public. It was there for all the world to see when he (wrongly) thought Lewis Hamilton had brake-tested him in Baku, his retaliatory shove unbecoming of any driver – let alone one of his status. But then the greats are sometimes flawed, too.

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Driven from his once comfortable McLaren berth in the fractious slipstream of assorted spats with Ayrton Senna, he arrived in Nigel Mansell’s lair – and promptly made it his own. It took the politically astute polyglot about five minutes…

Despite an encouraging start – victory second time out, in Brazil, and another four subsequently – the campaign would be remembered as much for its tetchiness as its triumphs. Towards the season’s end, in Portugal, Mansell almost put the Frenchman in the pit wall after making a complete Horlicks of his start from pole. And two races later, with Prost on the back foot in the title fight at Suzuka, Senna took the law into his own hands. The Brazilian qualified on pole, which back then was on the dirtier part of the track, and urged the stewards to switch him to the other side for the sake of meritocracy. He had a point, as Prost illustrated by leading away from second, although he made it only as far as the first corner before his nemesis harpooned him and reduced both cars to rubble. Game, set and championship.

Prost’s victory in Spain, one race earlier, proved to be his last for the Scuderia. The 1991 campaign – alongside Jean Alesi, who signed for about half the paddock before finally settling on Ferrari – was comparatively mediocre, with a string of podium finishes (but none on the top step). When the Frenchman mentioned that the 642 was more Foden than Ferrari, red car morphed into red card and Gianni Morbidelli was hired for the seasonal finale in Adelaide.

In its bright new future without Prost, the team recorded just two GP victories during the next four seasons. The Frenchman took a sabbatical, came back for a single year with Williams and won seven…

Tony Brooks

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Understated, underrated… such is the Tony Brooks way. His was only a fleeting partnership with Ferrari, racing the arrow-quick 246 against the new-fangled efficacy of Cooper’s rear-engined T51, but seven world championship starts yielded five finishes, four of them on the podium. He began his title challenge with a worthy second place in Monaco, despite being physically sick at the wheel during the event’s course, then won at both Reims and AVUS.

Between those victories, there should have been another splendid opportunity in the British GP at Aintree, where earlier in the campaign Jean Behra (using a newer engine, worth about 15bhp) and Brooks had finished first and second for Ferrari in the non-championship BARC 200. In July, though, with Brooks trailing Jack Brabham by five points in the standings, Ferrari withdrew its entry, citing a metal workers’ strike in Italy (an excuse proffered, allegedly, in the slipstream of disputes about starting money). In any event, Scuderia Centro Sud – also distinctly Italian – managed to get there. Brooks was offered the use of a Vanwall, which dropped out with a misfire, and Brabham extended his points advantage.

Ferrari let Brooks down more conventionally in Italy, where the 246 suffered clutch failure at the start, and he went to the Sebring finale requiring victory and a slice of good fortune to wrest the title from Brabham. As things transpired he might have succeeded… but for a biff from team-mate von Trips and a precautionary stop. Brooks had previously suffered the injurious consequences of several car failures and wasn’t prepared to contemplate unnecessary risk. He lost half a lap, finished third and was classified a career-best second in the championship.

Even if he’d started just one grand prix for Ferrari, he’d probably still be on this list.

Mike Hawthorn

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Britain has produced more motor racing world champions than any other nation – and the charismatic, bow-tied Hawthorn has the indelible distinction of being the first.

The popular perception of 1958? Hawthorn won the championship through stealth, stocking up on podium finishes to support a solitary championship victory in France, while rivals Moss and Brooks scored seven victories between them but suffered as a result of their Vanwalls’ frailties. True to a point, but hardly a reflection of Hawthorn’s career trajectory.

“The popular perception was Hawthorn won through stealth”

He made his track debut in 1951… yet became a works Ferrari driver within two years, factory stalwart Luigi Villoresi having been alerted to the youngster’s potential after Hawthorn’s F2 Cooper-Bristol gave F1 opposition a hard time at a rain-affected Boreham meeting in August 1952. And that first Ferrari season yielded what was perhaps Hawthorn’s day of days, the Englishman beating Fangio’s Maserati by a second in the nip-and-tuck French GP at Reims (and, in the process, becoming the first Brit to score a championship victory). He finished every points-scoring race – and failed to add to his tally only at Spa, sixth not being considered worthy of reward in those days. It was a hint of what lay ahead.

He left Ferrari at the end of 1954, signing off with victory in the Spanish GP at Pedralbes, in order to be closer to home to run the family garage business in Farnham (following the death in a road accident of his father, Leslie). The next two F1 seasons were patchy, but he rejoined the Scuderia in 1957, racing alongside great mate Peter Collins. The ’58 season, though, would blend triumph with tragedy. Team-mate Luigi Musso died in France, Collins perished during the German GP (Hawthorn, running just behind, was a forlorn witness) and Stuart Lewis-Evans succumbed to burns sustained during the Moroccan finale. By then Hawthorn had decided to retire at the campaign’s end, but didn’t have long to savour his success. On January 22, 1959, almost four months before the new championship season commenced without him in Monaco, Hawthorn died in a road accident on the Guildford by-pass.

He had contributed far more to Ferrari than simple, jingoistic landmarks.

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Alberto Ascari – son of the similarly alliterative Antonio – raced the first Ferrari ever built, the 815, in the 1940 Mille Miglia but World War II (and a dalliance with Maserati) delayed the bond’s full forging.

Ascari resumed racing in 1947 and, in tandem with team-mate Luigi Villoresi, switched from Maserati to Ferrari during 1949. Ferrari skipped the opening race of the following year’s freshly instigated world championship, but Ascari took second on the team’s maiden appearance in Monaco. The Indy 500 apart, Alfa Romeo won every world championship race prior to Silverstone 1951, where José Froilán González triumphed for Ferrari, and Ascari followed up by winning in both Germany and Italy.

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Alfa Romeo pulled out for 1952, when the world championship switched to F2 regulations, and Ascari might have had the distinction of winning every Grand Prix had he not skipped Switzerland to prepare for the Indy 500, as you do. Back in Europe, he won the remaining six races (plus a clutch of non-scoring GPs) to begin a streak of nine-straight championship wins, a record that endured until the season just past.

Victory in the 1953 Swiss GP would be his 13th and last, in championship terms. The following season’s transfer to Lancia was hampered by the absence of a race-ready car (he subbed once in a Ferrari) and he retired from the opening two grands prix of 1955, famously plunging into the Monaco harbour during the second of them. He was ostensibly uninjured, but then crashed fatally just a few days later while testing one of first love Ferrari’s sports cars at Monza.

It remains a curious statistic that Italian drivers won three of the first four FIA world championships… yet none has done so since Ascari.

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Groomed by Ken Tyrrell, quick on two wheels and in almost anything on four, blessed by a wonderful touch in the wet… Hardly a surprise that he should have featured on several shopping lists late in the 1960s.

The clues were there almost from the start, when he was promoted from tin-tops to F2 on the back of winning the Belgian saloon car title in 1965. Two years later he set third-fastest qualifying time for the German GP… at the wheel of an F2 Matra. He wasn’t permitted to start at the front, however, but had to line up with the other F2 cars, those that had been circulating at conventional speeds. Less than 12 months later he was en route to his maiden F1 World Championship success, in a Ferrari 312 at Rouen.

That initial Maranello alliance was brief – Gulf was so keen to keep Ickx in its sports cars, racing for them rather than against them in anything red, that it organised him a Brabham drive for 1969 – but he was back at Maranello the following season, when he emerged as Jochen Rindt’s closest title challenger. The highlight was an epic Hockenheim slipstreamer, which Rindt won by seven tenths, and the German eventually took the title – posthumously – by five points.

Ickx went on to score two more GP victories, the last of them at the ’Ring in 1972, but would never again come so close to the main prize. He was still winning at Le Mans a decade later, mind.

Chris Amon

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There exists, within the archive of photographer Nick Loudon (who now tends, incidentally, to the big cats resident at Paradise Wildlife Park in Hertfordshire), an exquisite image of Chris Amon, his Ferrari 312 perfectly balanced through Old Hall Corner, the opening right-hander at Oulton Park. Funny to think Ferrari once sent three works cars to a non-championship race on Little Budworth’s fringe… If ever there was an illustration of how grand prix cars should look, this, surely, is it.

Amon was captured thus during a dazzling campaign that promised much, but delivered relatively little. While team-mate Ickx won in France and notched up a string of respectable results, Amon flew but his Ferrari frequently failed: he finished second to Jo Siffert in the British GP at Brands Hatch, but there would be only two other points finishes.

Amon had been a rock for Maranello since the previous summer, when he’d led the team in the wake of Lorenzo Bandini’s death, Mike Parkes’ injury-enforced lay-off and Ludovico Scarfiotti’s decision to ply his trade elsewhere. He would remain so until the summer of 1969, when he became disenchanted with equipment that consistently performed less capably than he himself did.

And so he signed to drive a March 701, just as Ferrari introduced the significantly better 312B…

Kimi Räikkönen

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On the surface his Ferrari record is patchy. Yes, he took the world championship in 2007, his first season with the team, but it was rarely a campaign ripe with the kind of searing pace that had persuaded Ferrari to prise him from McLaren in the first place. In some ways he more or less stumbled to the title. He won on his Ferrari debut in Australia, but almost threw victory away by dozing off and running wide while holding a comfortable lead. He also benefitted from McLaren’s refusal to issue team orders – Fernando Alonso and Lewis Hamilton finished level on points, one behind the Finn – and required swifter team-mate Felipe Massa to slow down and ease his passage to the front during the decisive race at Interlagos. Massa then outpaced him for most of 2008. Indeed, the Finn seemed to have lost so much impetus that Ferrari opted to dispense with his services in 2009, a year before he was out of contract.

Räikkönen dabbled for a while with the World Rally Championship and NASCAR, returned to F1 with ‘Lotus’ in 2012… and proved so dependably quick (leastways on Sundays) that Ferrari was moved to hire him again – and he spent more time at Maranello at the second time of asking than he did at the first. The first 70 grands prix of his reprised career failed to produce any victories, though that was partly down to Maranello’s traditional habit of backing a single Prancing Horse (Monaco 2017, for instance). While no longer a suitable candidate to lead a team, he provided consistency and stability at a time when both have been essential to Ferrari’s ongoing renaissance. Sebastian Vettel got on well with Kimi and enjoyed having him as a team-mate. The pair helped put Ferrari back in the spotlight, and Räikkönen might be remembered more fondly for that than for actually having won a world title.

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The pros and cons have been debated ad infinitum, so let’s deal with the negatives first. There aren’t any. So now, on with the good stuff.

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Actually, period rival John Watson makes the valid point that, having demolished 1981 team-mate Didier Pironi in the difficult 126CK, Villeneuve should have continued in the same vein at the dawn of 1982, in the superior 126C2, although the gap between them came down. We’ll never know, of course, how things might have unravelled without fate’s interception, for Villeneuve – seething at what he perceived as Pironi’s duplicity during the San Marino GP – perished two weeks later in Belgium, while trying to beat the Frenchman’s qualifying time.

But that’s the essence of Villeneuve. He wasn’t configured to win championships, but rather to drag the maximum possible lap time from any car, on any day, and rely on preternatural reflexes to counter the consequences. And that commitment was just as absolute during non-championship races – doubters should check footage of his battle with Mario Andretti in the 1979 Race of Champions at Brands Hatch.

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He has often been described as wild, but that’s a gross simplification. He was incredibly raw when McLaren handed him his F1 debut at Silverstone in 1977 – and, despite a hugely impressive performance, which would have yielded a solid points finish but for a stop triggered by a faulty gauge, he was still awaiting a second opportunity when Ferrari came calling.Mistakes were inevitable during the early part of his F1 career, given the gulf that separated a full-time grand prix ride from his former comfort zone in North American Formula Atlantic, but unforced errors were pretty much exorcised by the summer of 1978. He was rarely more than a couple of corners from some unexpected drama, but the triggers were usually beyond his control.

“Villeneuve was a racer’s racer: a poet on four wheels”

Was it simply exuberance that pushed his equipment to the point of failure?

It was wonderful to behold, but the facts suggest a driver of rare delicacy and feel – one who invariably made his tyres last longer than his team-mates were able to manage.

There were times when Michelin considered his compound preferences optimistic, but its engineers came to trust his judgment – and with good cause.

And then there was his perfect defensive technique in Spain 1981… or that qualifying lap in Monaco soon afterwards, when he qualified what was effectively a Routemaster bus on the front row – almost 2.5sec quicker than team-mate Pironi – before taking an unlikely victory after Alan Jones’ Williams developed fuel starvation. But he’d thought about that race, too, driving to a pace rather than trying to stick with a faster car.

Had he been a gibbon, neither of those results would have been possible.

And as well as the speed there was honour – adhering to his role as Jody Scheckter’s number two in 1979, even on days when he was potentially brisker.

Fast and principled, he was a racer’s racer and a poet on four wheels.

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It was March 31, 1972 when first I saw him race, Lauda dominating a sodden second round of the John Player British F2 Championship at Oulton Park. He finished almost 50sec clear of Gerry Birrell’s similar March and an 11-year-old me was hugely impressed. Little did I realise that future colleagues were rather less enthused by the Austrian’s simultaneous F1 performances in the dreadful March 721s, G and X.

The following season with BRM proved a little more encouraging – and in Canada, beneath a deluge, there he was again, running at the front. I experienced that only via the twin miracles of Motor Sport and Motoring News, but it was nice to know Oulton hadn’t necessarily been a mirage.

Clay Regazzoni was impressed with his young team-mate, sufficiently so to put in a word as he prepared to return to a Ferrari team plotting its escape from the doldrums.

“If anybody thought he’d lost his edge, 1977 provided the answer”

At the wheel of Mauro Forghieri’s 312 B3, Lauda finished second first time out in Argentina and won three races later at Jarama – such were the fruits of a relentless test and development programme that he undertook with rare zeal. He led the standings after Brands Hatch (where he was classified fifth, despite being blocked in the pits by hangers-on after a late-race stop to changed a punctured tyre), but failed to add to his points tally thereafter.He conjured a more complete season in 1975, particularly once the new 312T came on stream, and took the title on the back of nine pole positions and five victories.

He became the first Ferrari driver to win the championship since John Surtees in 1964. The 1976 campaign has been much revisited in the wake of the release of the film Rush, but the real script was much better than anything that appeared in the movie. But for that terrifying and fiery accident at the Nürburgring, the title would almost certainly have been Lauda’s.

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As it was, he might still have been crowned had he not considered conditions in Japan too dangerous, recent events having given him a fresh perspective on life’s value.

He wasn’t happy that Ferrari signed Carlos Reutemann – a deal completed during the Austrian’s convalescence – because it opened the exit door for friend Regazzoni… and also implied that Ferrari hadn’t fully believed in Lauda’s powers of recovery.

If anybody thought Lauda had lost his edge, 1977 provided the clear answer: three wins and dazzling consistency brought him title number two, after which he offered the team a time-honoured salute and walked away with two races to go. Job done.

Unwittingly he’d done the team another favour, because Gilles Villeneuve was kicking his heels…

Lorenzo Bandini

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If you scripted a name for a fictional Ferrari driver, it would be difficult to conjure anything better…

Bandini started all but seven of his F1 World Championship grands prix for Ferrari and the journey was rarely dull. Overlooked in 1961 when the team took a punt on Giancarlo Baghetti, he was finally hired the following season, then dropped to make way for Willy Mairesse… and finally re-signed in the summer of ’63, after Mairesse was injured.

Through it all he remained calm – a conspicuous attribute in an age when Latin drivers were reputed to be anything but. He notched up his one and only points-scoring victory in the 1964 Austrian GP, his car holding together after the brutally rough Zeltweg airfield surface triggered suspension failures for erstwhile leaders Gurney and Surtees. His most significant contribution that season, however, was saved until last, Bandini easing up during the final moments of the Mexican GP to hand team-mate Surtees second place and the title.

He looked set to score another world championship victory at Reims in 1966, but a broken throttle cable put paid to that. Instead, his best results would be a brace of second places, both in Monaco, in 1965 and ’66.

One year later he led briefly on the principality’s streets and was running second, in simultaneous pursuit of his dreams and Denny Hulme’s Brabham, when he clipped the chicane. His 312 overturned before igniting; it took rescue crews an age to extract him and Bandini suffered appalling injuries. Three days later, Italy lost a figure that had been almost as much a part of mid-’60s Ferrari as the Prancing Horse.

Nigel Mansell

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Two seasons, three wins (one of them on his 1989 Ferrari debut in Rio, another from 12th on the grid at the impossible-to-overtake Hungaroring), a one-race suspension and a premature retirement announcement… Mansell created more headlines during a relatively short Maranello sojourn than most drivers manage in a career.

Ferrari’s initial offer was timely, after Mansell had spent 1988 wrestling a Williams-Judd following the team’s split from Honda, but not too much was expected of John Barnard’s 640 chassis, with its revolutionary semi-automatic transmission. The issue wasn’t so much speed as reliability, but the car held together first time out in Brazil… and Mansell would not finish again until France, in July. Whenever he lasted, though, as he did six times in 15 starts, he was on the podium.

His 641 was only a little more solid the following season, but incoming team-mate Prost swiftly got the upper hand, politically and competitively, with a run of four wins by mid-season. The last of those came at Silverstone, where Mansell retired with transmission failure before chucking his gloves into the crowd and announcing that he would quit at the season’s end.

Utter nonsense, of course, but symbolic of the heart-on-sleeve mentality that endeared Mansell – Il Leone – to the tifosi, forging a bond that endures to this day.

Felipe Massa

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Felipe Massa? The howls of protest are almost audible from here. But tarry a moment…

Often portrayed as a humble, erratic punch bag, Massa spent eight full seasons as a Ferrari racer – and time before that as a development driver. Throughout that period he proved to be an almost perfect team player, spectacularly fast on his day and a paragon of subservience when required. Everybody mentions McLaren’s failure to impose team orders as a key reason for its failure to win the 2007 world title, but the British team would still have prevailed had Massa not backed off around the time of his second pitstop in Brazil, to allow team-mate Kimi Räikkönen free passage.

Räikkönen joined Ferrari with a reputation for peerless speed, but Massa had the upper hand during much of their three seasons together. Again, everybody recalls Lewis Hamilton’s last-corner pass as the reason for Massa failing to take the crown in 2008, but there were silly mistakes on the Brazilian’s part in the first two races, plus an engine failure in Hungary and a slapstick refuelling error in Singapore. For much of that season Massa drove splendidly – and in defeat he responded with wonderful grace and dignity that have been his trademarks.

Ferrari insiders insist he hasn’t been quite the same in the wake of a head injury, suffered during qualifying for the 2009 Hungarian GP (when a stray Brawn damper spring struck him on the helmet).

He outqualified new team-mate Fernando Alonso on his comeback in Bahrain at the start of the following season, but was rarely able to outpace the Spaniard in races. And then Ferrari dispensed with his services in order to re-sign Räikkönen, the very driver Massa used to beat with such frequency. Strange world.

Widely tipped to win the world title in 2010, when Ferrari recruited him to replace the somnolent Kimi Räikkönen, but the main prize always eluded him at Maranello – close though he came.

That first year began brightly, with victory in Bahrain, although he received a helping hand when a duff spark plug slowed Sebastian Vettel. Alonso was in the driving seat ahead of the seasonal finale in Abu Dhabi, where Ferrari took a catastrophic strategic punt and condemned its talisman to spend the evening chasing Vitaly Petrov’s Renault. Vettel took advantage and was champion for the next four years.

“It’s what he did when the Ferrari wasn’t on form that really counts”

Alonso was a strong title contender in two of his five seasons with the Scuderia, but also lost out at the last in Brazil 2012. It’s not so much what he did when Ferrari was on form, however, as what he did when it wasn’t. The team had only the fourth-best chassis in 2013 – and countless development tweaks made precious little difference – but Alonso ended the campaign as Vettel’s closest rival. The team was absolutely nowhere at the start of 2012, but its car worked better in cool conditions and Alonso vaulted from ninth on the grid to win in Malaysia – opportunism of the kind that kept him in contention. And then there have been cameos such as Spain 2011, where team principal Stefano Domenicali felt the car might be good enough for row four… but Alonso put it fourth and led the race for longer than should have been possible (before slipping to fifth).

He might not be Hamilton – or Vettel –quick over a single lap, but he’s only a smidgen adrift and performs at his peak through almost every turn. At a time of technical turmoil, he continually flattered the equipment at his disposal – and that’s ever a hallmark of class.

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It remains a quirky statistic that three men named Hill have started a world championship grand prix – and all have lifted the world title. And Phil, the first, is possibly the least celebrated.

Many regard him as a sports car specialist – and it’s hard to brook argument with a CV that includes three victories apiece at both Le Mans and Sebring. Others certainly enjoyed sharing with him in endurance events, because he was both fast and tender, usually finishing stints with his car pretty much as it had been when he started. In a previous life he’d spannered cars for friends, so mechanical sympathy was perhaps second nature.

History records that he clinched his world title in the 1961 Italian GP, the race that claimed his team-mate Wolfgang von Trips, but their tussle had hitherto been close: the German had two wins, two seconds and a fourth to his name, Hill one victory, two seconds and two thirds. He trailed von Trips by four points prior to Monza – and the title’s destiny was anything but certain with two races remaining. Fate then intervened, however, and Hill went on to become America’s first F1 champion.

His GP career rather petered out in the slipstream of that success, but he continued to compete successfully in sports cars and had the distinction of winning his final race, sharing the victorious Chaparral 2F with Mike Spence in the 1967 BOAC 500Kms at Brands Hatch.

Hill had made his world championship GP debut at Reims in 1958, when his taut approach contrasted starkly with the casual joviality of such as Hawthorn and Collins. Images of Phil Hill seldom portray relaxation in a racing car, but rather someone who was tense, edgy and acutely aware of his profession’s potential consequences. Someone, indeed, who looks as though he’d rather be almost anywhere else. That, though, was never a barrier to speed.

Jody Scheckter

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Mosport Park, Canada, September 27, 1980: Jody Scheckter is 26th of 28 at the end of qualifying, 0.8sec behind team-mate Gilles Villeneuve, 4.3sec shy of Nelson Piquet’s pole-winning Brabham and two places short of making the cut – an ignominious detail prior to what should have been his penultimate grand prix start. Things weren’t a great deal better one week later at Watkins Glen, where he started 23rd and crossed the line 11th, three laps in arrears and last of the classified runners. Few careers have commenced with quite such a bang as Jody Scheckter’s… nor ended with quite such a whimper.

He spent only two of his eight full F1 seasons with Ferrari – and in the first of those guided his 312 T4 (an example of which he still owns) to the world title, helped in part by Villeneuve’s respect for the South African’s official number one status. By that stage of his career 29-year-old Scheckter was a mature contrast to the firebrand of yore, a driver prepared to play the percentages and relying as much on intellect as reflex.

The following season’s T5 proved to be woefully uncompetitive and Scheckter mustered just a couple of points, from fifth at Long Beach. His title, though, remained an unwanted landmark – at least for his team: the last won by a Ferrari driver until Michael Schumacher ended the drought… 21 years later.

Juan Manuel Fangio

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During the 1950s he captured five world titles with four manufacturers, and some perceive that as a sign of versatility while others regard it as a symbol of political aptitude – an ability to make sure he was in the right seat at the right time. For 1956, though, he had few options in the wake of Mercedes-Benz’s withdrawal, and his marriage to Ferrari was largely one of convenience.

“Fangio didn’t much care for the team, nor its patriarch: a mutual feeling”

Fangio didn’t much care for the team, nor its patriarch (the feeling was mutual), so the path to a fourth world championship was rarely comfortable. In theory, Ferrari had no official number one driver, despite the strength of Fangio’s CV, yet he took over Luigi Musso’s car to win in Argentina and annexed Peter Collins’ D50 to finish second in both Monaco and, more famously, Italy (where the Englishman volunteered his car after Musso refused to stand down). In the midst of this complexity, there were more normal afternoons in Britain and Germany, where victories helped underpin his title challenge. Even at Silverstone, though, Fangio’s driving was conspicuously less silky than usual. He recovered from an early spin at Becketts, but made the front only after the BRMs and Moss’s Maserati 250F hit trouble.

Fangio found a more natural home when he rejoined Maserati the following season. He would return to Modena as defending champion, but it had been a less satisfying conquest than any that had gone before – or, indeed, the one that would follow.

Clay Regazzoni

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Possibly the fastest name this side of Lorenzo Bandini – and it would be hard to sound any more Italian, even though he was Swiss.

After a topsy-turvy junior career, he joined the Ferrari F1 team in 1970 – while simultaneously en route to the European F2 title – and scored a useful fourth place on his debut in Holland.

Better was to follow at Monza, his fifth race, when he scored a home win for the team at the end of an emotional weekend, scarred by the death during practice of championship leader Jochen Rindt. Such was Regazzoni’s form during the campaign’s second half that he finished third in the points, behind Rindt and Jacky Ickx.

Race of Champions apart, he recorded no more F1 wins over the next two seasons and was quietly dropped, prior to being recalled again in 1974… when he took but a single victory, at the Nürburgring, but proved sufficiently consistent to remain in the title fight until the Watkins Glen finale, where he lost out to Emerson Fittipaldi.

He remained for two more years – and added as many victories, most notably at Monza in 1975 – before being shown the door, not least because Ferrari had signed Carlos Reutemann for the following season, fearing Niki Lauda might not recover from injuries sustained at the Nürburgring. But Lauda was already back, and racing…

The Austrian originally came to Maranello on Regazzoni’s recommendation, following a year together at BRM in 1973.

Michael Schumacher

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The numbers are impressive – five world titles to add to the two acquired with Benetton, 72 grand prix wins to complement the previous 19 and a string of distinguished cameos – but it took time for the steamroller to hit its stride.

His first Ferrari, the F310, was mediocre on a good day, but he conjured three wins nonetheless. And then he played a pivotal role in securing the services of former Benetton allies Rory Byrne and Ross Brawn. He would be a title contender the following season – when he soured the Jerez decider by driving at rather than against Jacques Villeneuve, leading to a meaningless exclusion from the final points table (although all results stood). He was defeated by Mika Häkkinen in 1998 and suffered a broken leg during the summer of ’99 – but persistence paid in 2000 and the world championship remained his for the next five seasons.

It helped that he had Brawn and Byrne on-side, that Jean Todt was there to issue “slow down” messages in the event of an impudent number two (usually Rubens Barrichello) driving more quickly than he should, and that from 2001-04 Bridgestone tailored its tyres to suit the Ferrari, its best hope of repelling teams running the philosophically different Michelins. The stars might have been correctly aligned, but for the most part he exploited such advantages brilliantly.

There was, though, too much questionable stuff – brutal defence that equated to a two-footed lunge with studs showing, or else the incident during qualifying for Monaco 2006, where he stopped on the racing line at Rascasse to scupper rivals’ attempts to beat his lap time. There were howls of protest from Maranello when stewards moved him from the front of the grid to the back, but it was a slow right-hander that he’d taken more than a thousand times: odd, then, that this time he should twice steer left in mid-corner.

His self-belief was never less than impressive, but in a sport that thrives on romance he was simply too cynical.

Charles Leclerc in a Ferrari racing suit and red Ferrari cap, looking toward the camera in a studio portrait.

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Another update to this feature, and one more than deserved. While this original list was compiled when Charles Leclerc was only just beginning his single-seater career, it now feels incomplete without him.

Modern grand prix drivers are regularly accused of lacking the character and flourish of their forebears, but not Leclerc. Here we have a flamboyant Monegasque, fluent in three languages and the ways of a piano – he has even released hit classical EPs. He’s got boyband good looks, love interests including models and high-profile influencers – including his wife Alexandra Saint Mleux, an art historian – he’s voice acted for Disney’s Pixar and flown in fighter jets with the French Air and Space Force. There’s Bentley Boy comparisons wherever you look. Oh, and he can drive a bit too…

Since joining The Scuderia in 2019, Leclerc has brought a new air to a team that was once too reliant on signing established talent, often too late. Leclerc came in with little expectation against the de-facto team leader and four-time world-beater Sebastian Vettel, but beat him all ends up with two grand prix wins to Vettel’s one, Leclerc fourth in the points to Vettel’s fifth. From that point, the focus shifted at Maranello.

Since that breakthrough season, Leclerc has established himself among Ferrari’s elite, with his tally of grand prix wins (nine, at time of writing) putting him amongst names like Räikkönen, Alonso, Ascari and Vettel. He even holds the record for the most pole positions (27) without a world championship crown to match. Standout performances include that emotional home victory at Monaco in 2024, and his determined defence at Monza in 2019.

As marketable as he is quick, Leclerc has a contract until the end of 2028, but don’t be surprised if he remains a fixture for Ferrari for many seasons beyond.

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Have you ever driven a Ferrari Challenge car before?” enquires a thickly Italian-accented voice from behind a full-face helmet. The man speaking is none other than Giampiero Simoni, a legend of Alfa Romeo’s 1994 BTCC assault. That alone is enough to make the trip to Circuito Monteblanco in Spain more than worth it, let alone to have the chance to drive Ferrari’s latest Challenge car. “Yes, but no… sort of,” is my stuttering, unhelpful reply, because I did once drive an F355 Challenge, albeit one that had been converted into a road car long after its competitive career ended. Wonderful though it was, I couldn’t tell you – or Giampiero – what it was like on a track.

Ferrari racing driver in a red suit seated in a race car cockpit, gripping the steering wheel and surrounded by digital displays and controls.

Adam Towler at the wheel of Ferrari’s 296 Challenge – the ninth model used for the Ferrari Challenge Trofeo in 33 seasons

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Then again, trying to draw any parallels between that disarmingly pretty, quaintly analogue car and the tech-heavy beast of a machine I’m clumsily contorting my 6ft-plus frame past the rollcage into is an entirely fruitless exercise. The 296 is the ninth Challenge model, and the Ferrari Challenge Trofeo has just completed its 32nd season; much has changed in over three decades, and, as I’m about to discover, this is a car that leans heavily on Ferrari’s highly successful recent involvement in sports car racing.

Ferrari 296 chllenge rear end

The landscape dominated by that rear wing. The 296 Challenge boasts 100bhp more than its GT3 sibling due to a lack of Balance of Performance rules. However, the GT3 still laps a handful of seconds faster

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The F355 wasn’t the first Challenge car – that distinction goes to the 348 – but it was the first to appear officially in the UK. Back then, a kit of parts arrived to convert a road-going F355 GTB, whereas this 296 Challenge is a pure race car, albeit one that started life in the same factory as the 296 GTB in Maranello. Challenge shells are tagged at the body-in-white stage, with the necessary modifications made, such as bespoke fixing points for the bolt-in rollcage, before manufacture is completed on a dedicated separate line.

“This is a pure race car, albeit one that started life in the same factory as the 296 GTB in Maranello”

The 296 Challenge first appeared in 2023 at Ferrari’s now customary end-of-year bash, the Finali Mondiali, which hosts – among much fanfare and other attractions – the resolution of the two International Challenge series: the European and the North American one. Those championships ran with the 296 in 2024, whereas the UK and Japanese series continued for one more year with the outgoing 488 Evo model. In 2025 the 296 will be used across the board, including in the new Australasian Challenge. The main Challenge series are heavily oversubscribed; churning out these ‘racing versions’ is good business for Maranello, just as the Supercup/Carrera Cup is for Porsche.

Ferrari 296 Steering wheel and interior

The 296 Challenge comes dripping with tech and is built purely for track competition

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This is a strikingly aggressive machine, from the delicate aerodynamic ‘flics’ either side of its elongated and strut-supported snout to the huge ‘swan neck’ rear wing. As with the 296 GT3, the water radiator for the high-temp circuit is mounted at the front of the car (the intercoolers and air intakes are down the sides), and the hot air from this rad is ejected through the S-duct vent on the bonnet, effectively sealing the underbody of the car to assist with downforce generation.

Naturally, while the devil is in the detail, there’s far too much of it to expand on here, save to say that this careful manipulation of the air passing over and under the 296 hasn’t just increased the car’s ultimate downforce (to 870kg at 155mph, an 18% increase over the 488 Evo), but has assisted in improving the balance and consistency of the car over an entire race distance, one of the key targets for the new car along with improved braking performance.

Towler in situ Ferrari 296

Towler in situ

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The 296 catches into life with a thunderously loud percussive boom that ricochets off Monteblanco’s pitwall, before the little V6 settles to a menacing throb of an idle, the volume achieved via a new exhaust system that also dumps the road car’s gas particle filter – or GPF – although retains the use of cats. Within that shapely body lies Ferrari’s latest and ultra compact 3-litre twin-turbo V6, here shorn of the hybrid accompaniment utilised by the road car, and reworked with alterations to the turbos to produce an additional 37bhp and a wider torque band. That means there’s 690bhp on offer, making it the highest specific output of any road car-derived Ferrari engine at 234bhp/tonne. Losing the battery and e-motor contributes to a weight saving of 140kg (the Challenge weighing 1330kg dry), even though an air-con compressor and conventional starter motor had to be added, driven from the crankshaft.

“The V6 barks into life, although you feel it as much as hear it from within a crash helmet”

Once inside, the view is everything you’d expect from a car that plays heavily on its relationship to Ferrari’s current GT3 challenger. The steering wheel is more yoke than wheel, and is festooned by switchgear including a pair of manettino rotary switches towards the bottom. These are the adjustment for the four-stage traction-control system that uses an extremely advanced 6D chassis sensor (shared with the road car) to monitor longitudinal, lateral and vertical loads, modulating the engine’s output and the E-diff accordingly to maximise grip and power delivery. The TCS1 setting is for braking and turning, effectively keeping the car stable under extreme trail braking, while TCS2 is more of a traditional throttle-centric form of traction control to help limit wheelspin on exit for those with a heavy right foot. As TCS1 suggests, it’s closely linked with the new ABS Evo Track, the Challenge’s brake-by-wire system, of which the crown jewels are the new carbon-carbon CCM-R+ discs, measuring 402mm on the front axle and 390mm at the rear. Of particular note is their construction, which uses longer strands of carbon in a 3D matrix pattern to improve their resistance to heat. Another manettino-style switch on the dashboard controls the ABS, offering four options: two for wet, two for dry.

Ferrari 296 Challenge Towler getting in

Although the driver is over 6ft tall, the cabin was still accommodating

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Flick the battery and ignition switches and then give the start button a firm shove. The V6 barks into life, although you feel it as much as hear it from within a crash helmet. There’s nothing intimidating about getting the Challenge moving: it’s a squeeze of the right-hand paddle into first, and then onto the throttle.

The first impression is the need to slow things down. Not the car, that is, but my own inputs. High on adrenaline and the anticipation of taming a 690bhp monster, I’m too rough with it; the 296 Challenge is a sensitive soul, light to steer and highly reactive, only requiring the smallest of inputs on the steering ‘wheel’ to effect a considerable change of direction.

Ferrari 296 Challenge track day

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The brake pedal is not overly firm in initial operation, although therein soon lies the next big revelation – namely that the braking power of this new carbon-carbon set up is positively Herculean. It is the one aspect of the car in the brief time we have with it that I know I’m leaving plenty on the table. The start/finish straight is a good example: a decent exit from the final right-hander, a satisfying third or perhaps fourth-gear curve with plenty of room on the exit makes for a top speed brushing 160mph by the time the Challenge enters the braking zone. The telemetry reveals a good 100 bar or more of pedal pressure is ideal here, but even falling just shy of that on my initial laps the Challenge slows as if I’ve opened a giant, invisible parachute out the back.

Ferrari 296 Challenge test day

The new front end helps to duct airflow and seal the floor, leading to big downforce generation over the old car

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Putting so much force through the left pedal elicits just the slightest shimmy from the 296’s hips, but it feels so well balanced all the way to the apex (each TCS dial set to the middle number), and with heat in the slick tyres, readily capable of accepting everything the V6 has on the exit. Push harder and you’re more likely to expose just a hint of understeer, even taking into consideration the new, wider bespoke Pirellis, and combined with that suite of sophisticated electronics the net effect is a car that feels disarmingly friendly – the ideal learning tool for gentlemen drivers as well as one for budding endurance stars to prove their mettle. That’s surely no accident.

“Putting so much force through the left pedal elicits the slightest shimmy from the 296’s hips”

Strangely, with such spectacular braking performance it’s the engine that becomes the least memorable aspect of the car. The 296 accrues speed at a suitably spectacular rate, but I find the outright acceleration is relegated in my mind, perhaps because of the aerodynamic drag at higher speeds, or maybe because of the satisfaction derived from the wonderfully plump mid-range torque or the comically savage ‘chooo’ of vented boost if you lift off the throttle sharply. From trackside, the gruff, dirty rasp of the V6 will be instantly familiar to anyone who’s heard a 499P at a World Endurance Championship race. It’s worth contemplating that while it’s nowhere near as sophisticated as a 296 GT3, the Challenge has 100bhp more after the dreaded Balance of Performance has emasculated the straight-line speed of the former.

Ferrari 296 Challenge side profile on track

Those new to track racing will have much confidence in the 296 Challenge – more a race partner than a monster needing to be tamed

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Ferrari is keen that we have a thorough grasp of the range of services it offers, from track days and lessons at Fiorano to one-to-one coaching and the Club Challenge, a sort of timed track day for Challenge owners who don’t feel quite ready yet for full-on racing – all at a price, naturally.

Talking of such things, a new 296 Challenge will set you back just over £263,000 plus local taxes, with the cost of a year’s Challenge racing on top of that. Yes, that’s no small sum of money, but in a world where hypercars and their track-only relations can cost many times that figure, the idea of an authentic, slicks-and-wings factory Ferrari racing car that’s exhilarating yet forgiving to drive makes the 296 Challenge extremely desirable however you decide to use it.


Ferrari-296-Challenge-top-view

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Ferrari 296 challenge

Engine 3 litres, V6 turbo
Chassis Aluminium monocoque
Power 690bhp
Transmission Seven-speed F1 DCT
Suspension (Front & Rear) Double Wishbones, Coil Springs Over damper
Weight (Dry) 1330kg
Price £263,000 + taxes

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All it took was a couple of yowls and one pull on a paddle and I was back. Back at Fiorano and in the hills above Maranello on the Ferrari test drivers’ time-honoured routes. Can it really be 14 years ago? It appears it can. I’d first gone in 1993, had visited plenty of times since, and many more thereafter but this one still stands out.

The launch of the F12. When, many years from now, the history of the internal combustion engine is written, and people ponder the identity of the very greatest cars it powered, I have no doubt this car will be in the conversation. What was so remarkable about it was that it left the sense that, up until that moment and for quite a long time, Ferrari had been holding something back with its front-engined, two-seat V12 supercars. Its arrival was like watching one of those videos where a former Olympic sprinter lines up for the parent’s race at their kid’s sports day. The poor person with the iPhone doesn’t know where to point it because there is one person already in a different postcode and then there’s everyone else wobbling and staggering along in their wake.

Ferrari F12 luggage compartment with leather trim

Room for a weekend bag

It didn’t just raise the standards of its class, it took Ferrari to a whole new level of excellence. I’d say its predecessor, the 599 GTB, had been in line or slightly ahead of expectations and was a quick and engaging car, helped in no small part by a star turn under the bonnet – the almost brand new F140 V12 engine only slightly detuned from that which had made its debut in the very limited issue, carbon-fibre Enzo hypercar. As an aside, and astonishingly enough some 20 years later, this engine, albeit somewhat modified, serves to this day in the 12Cilindri. But in the 599 it had the same 6-litre capacity as the Enzo and an output of 612bhp, over 100bhp per litre from a naturally aspirated engine. Which was not bad 20 years ago.

Front view of the Ferrari F12 Berlinetta

Air-channelling Aero Bridge on the bonnet

And then came the F12, and at once not only was the 599 rendered instantly obsolete, so was everything else like it. Take that engine: bored out to 6.3 litres (actually 6262cc), power had risen to 730bhp, the single biggest leap for an internal combustion engine in a like-for-like replacement in the entire history of Ferrari, before or since. It was over 100bhp more powerful than the similarly configured, scarcely smaller V12 developed by BMW for the McLaren F1. It raised the point at which peak power was developed from the 599 GTB’s 7600rpm to 8250rpm and kept on spinning to 8700rpm before the limiter called time. When I got into this business in the late 1980s, the idea of any engine of this size spinning that fast even in a racing car seemed preposterous. Yet here it was, yelling its lungs out in a standard production road car.

Ferrari F12 Berlinetta rear badge detail

Berlinetta – a term made popular by Ferrari in the 1950s

Really the engine was just the headline, because if this were just a faster, restyled version of the 599 GTB, you’d not be reading these words now. It was anything but.

Perhaps the most interesting point to note about the F12 relative to its predecessor was that, in an era where it appeared nothing less than inevitable that each new car would be larger and heavier than the one it replaced, the F12 was both smaller and lighter.

And by smaller, I mean in every conventional measurement from length and height to width and wheelbase. Without sacrificing meaningful interior space – the F12 provides sumptuous accommodation for a pair of six footers and their luggage – the reduction in size brings benefits in all areas. Rather obviously it takes up less space, which as anyone who has been in a car of this kind and winced as they’ve tried to thread it through the gap between some trees and a lorry using more than its fair share of road will know, is a very welcome development. The shorter wheelbase, as well as the use of no fewer than a dozen aluminium alloys in its construction, is one reason the car’s structure is over 20% more torsionally rigid than that of the 599 GTB.

But the greatest gain, and overlooked when considering a car’s size, is that because there is less of it, it’s lighter too. Around 70kg lighter without having to resort to the usual smoke-and-mirrors tactics of making the infotainment and air-con systems no cost options so a car’s homologated weight can exclude their mass even though no one would ever specify a car without them. And a lighter car is not just a faster car, but a better handling and shorter stopping car too.

Some idea of the actual performance gain can be gleaned from times achieved at Ferrari’s famed Fiorano test track. It’s not a long lap – approximately the same distance round as Castle Combe as it happens, yet it circulated in 1min 23sec dead, a night-and-day 3.5sec faster than the 599 GTB. More surprising still, it was a full second quicker than the highly specialised, vastly expensive, limited edition, track-focused 599 GTO. Most surprising of all, it was the best part of two seconds quicker than the aforementioned all-carbon Enzo hypercar.

Ferrari F12 highlights including cockpit, rev counter and taillight

Clockwise from left: Its rev counter is central on the dashboard; there’s a 70kg weight reduction over the 599; the rear of the F12 is Ferrari’s reinterpretation of the Kamm tail; paddles around the steering wheel are Ferrari’s nod to Formula 1 racing

It makes the car sound like a wild thing, a near uncontrollable beast, but here comes Ferrari’s greatest achievement of all: if you didn’t mind the lack of connectivity relative to modern machines with CarPlay and so on and could stomach fuel consumption likely never to stray far from the teens, it would be a delight to use as your daily driver.

So join me aboard this immaculate, low-miles example. For me it’s been a decade at least since I was last here and yet the muscle memory kicks in immediately. When I drove these cars in period they made an indelible impression upon me, so I know already how it works, how to operate all the controls on the front (and back) of the steering wheel and even how to dial up the information I want on the two screens that flank the majestically large and beautiful 10,000rpm rev counter. It’s not the most modern or intuitive of set-ups, but nor does it scold you if you break a speed limit by a couple of miles per hour or dare take a line through a corner. It would probably object if you tried to drive off without putting on your seatbelt, but that’s as far as the nanny had been allowed to penetrate this generation of Ferrari.

“Press the red button and there are no histrionics; the big V12 whumps into life with a quick growl”

Press the red button and there are no histrionics; the big V12 whumps into life with just a quick growl before settling down to a melodious idle. There is something about this particular Ferrari V12; over the years it’s had three different capacities (the current 12 Cilindri is a 6.5-litre) but I don’t think it was ever more smooth or sonorous than here.

The cabin is airy, spacious and luxuriously appointed. Visibility in all directions is excellent; it is these real-world qualities every bit as much as the raw power that provides the secret to the magic of this car. The rival Lamborghini Aventador is a fine looking and ferocious thing, but it is intimidating, hard to see out of and, unlike the Ferrari, not that comfortable thanks chiefly to its inadequate seats and firm ride. I’ve said it before but it feels as relevant here as anywhere: the amount of fun a car can provide is only half the equation. The true measure of that enjoyment is the entertainment it offers multiplied by the number of occasions on which it can be savoured. On exactly the right wide, open, deserted and dry roads an Aventador can be a formidable weapon, but how often do you find yourself in such optimal conditions? The F12’s ability to make you want to drive it almost regardless of circumstance is an absolutely fundamental facet of its appeal.

Ferrari F12 side profile in motion

Among the F12’s many strengths is the visibility on all sides from the driving position, and the cabin feels spacious, even for lofty types

The lanes are opening out now and the gauges are all starting to hit the right zones. It is a salutary lesson in suspension design that so long as you remember to press the ‘bumpy road’ button on the steering wheel, even a supercar like this can cope with the lamentable state of our surfaces with an educated and experienced approach to setting up an adaptive damping system. In the UK you never want anything firmer, so the secret is to turn the little ‘manettino’ control to ‘race’ for the sharpest throttle response and the quickest shifts, but use that magic button to maintain its ability to absorb the imperfections that bestrew your path.

“You have to work this motor, and work your brain to figure out how to get the most out of it”

So programmed, when the moment comes, you are ready. A couple of pulls on the left-hand paddle, try not to think about how much better it would be with black ball atop a steel shaft sprouting out of an exposed six-speed manual gearshift gate (Ferrari never made a manual F12), and let that sublime motor remind you why there are V12 engines.

Andrew Frankel driving the Ferrari F12 on the road

The sound from its 6.3-litre V12 as the revs increase is guaranteed to put a smile on your face

Ferrari V12s are not about instant gratification. They take time to build, adding layer after layer of musical and mechanical intensity with every passing 1000rpm, and with that 8700rpm redline, that’s a lot of layers. The thrust gathers at the same rate, the rate of acceleration increasing as the needle sweeps its way around the dials. So desirable is this trait that for its more modern, turbocharged cars Ferrari uses electronic control to manipulate the torque curves of its engines to mimic it. In the F12 you’ll need 6000rpm on the dial before peak torque and, therefore, maximum thrust finally arrives.

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So you have to work this motor, and work your brain to figure how to get the most out of it. Exercising this much power on public roads is more about saintly restraint, but times come when the full majesty of what that motor can do is revealed. It is a screaming powerhouse with a voice to occupy the space between your ears so completely it will dominate the experience if you let it.

Which all by itself presents a delicious problem, because there is so much more to enjoy here, including the whipcrack gearshift and tireless ceramic brakes. But it’s the chassis that fascinates me most, specifically the way it provides so much traction despite having its engine at one end and two driven wheels at the other. Yes, the transaxle gearbox configuration deserves a lot of the credit for the fact that the F12 can deploy almost all its power almost all of the time if the road is dry, but a fabulously well-located and quite softly sprung rear axle plays its part too.

Ferrari F12 naturally aspirated V12 engine

The F12 Berlinetta was in production until 2017, with around 5000 made. If you want one today you’re looking at upwards of £150,000

I do remember F12s being something of a handful on tracks – not vicious but sufficiently reactive to keep you firmly on your toes – but today is not for playing such games.

Today is for sitting back and savouring that sound and those responses and, above all, the way the F12 transforms itself from a snarling beast into a grand tourer par excellence the moment you decide to lift your foot and turn the little controller back from ‘race’ in the default ’sport’ mode.

Rear view of Ferrari F12 on country road

Ferrari F12

• Engine 6.3 litres F140 V12
• Chassis Aluminium space frame
• Power 730bhp
• Transmission 7-speed dual-clutch automatic gearbox
• Max Speed 211mph
• 0-60mph 3.1sec
• Weight 1520kg

The cars that have come since – the 812 Superfast and 12Cilindri – are fine machines but are simply variations of the F12 theme, seeking merely to augment and redress what the F12 put in place to begin with. And very sensible too: to date Ferrari has felt no need to mess with the essential formula for its flagship front-engine sports tourer and if you were to drive an F12 you’d understand why in an instant. It has been called the true successor to the 365 GTB/4 ‘Daytona’ and if I think of all the cars that have followed that genuine automotive icon, I can think of none more deserving of the title than this.


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Almost the opposite of Ferrari’s F12 is the new Luce EV

If a Martian fell to earth and asked what a Ferrari was, the car you’d describe would likely be a very beautiful two-seat coupé, powered by a howling V12 engine, just like the F12. It would not be an at-best rather anonymous looking four-door, five-seater powered by the same kind of motor that runs your refrigerator. Like the recently announced Luce.

Of course there was an extreme reaction as the tifosi threw up their hands in horror as one, and I understand that: I’ve only viewed pictures so will reserve judgement until I’ve seen it for real and on the move, but I’m not encouraged. It just doesn’t look like a Ferrari. And if it doesn’t look like one, sound like one and is not configured like one, what appeal is left for fans of the brand?

Possibly not much, but that is to miss its point. Its success will not be judged by how many Ferrari customers buy one, but by how many buy one who’d hitherto never have considered owning one before. Ferrari says some 80% of sales will go to customers new to the brand; if it’s right it could be a new dawn for Maranello. If not…

One more thing: the newsrooms fell on the fact that Ferrari shares tumbled when the car was announced, shedding over 8% of the company’s value almost at once. Less widely reported is the fact that since then they’ve been climbing steadily once more and, as I write, are almost back to where they were the day before the Luce was launched. And those who bought at the low will be among the most satisfied Ferrari customers of all.

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It was a clear, crisp summer morning and I was walking the dog across a deserted Cornish beach when my phone rang. The number was Italian. No one likes these moments of solitude and contemplation interrupted, and I was angry at myself for even looking at the blasted device. But there’s something curiously exotic about an international dialling code on an Apple screen, and curiosity won – so I answered.

There was a slight crackle, a decent pause and then a voice:

“Am I speaking to Chris ’Arris?”

“You are,” I said.

“I am calling to discuss a project I would like to speak with you about. It’s called F41.” (All delivered in accurate English, but with a perfectly Italian lilt). He continued, largely because I was silently processing whether this was an Amarone-fuelled Andrew Frankel playing a prank, or just a mad man.

“You see it’s like F40, but plus one. F40 was, of course, fantastic but I think we can add one more.”

“I’m sorry, who is this?” was all the wit I could summon.

“Luca Cordero di Montezemolo, and let me tell you it is a pleasure to speak to you Mr ’Arris.”

Two men walk through the entrance of a ranch beneath a “Monte Zingaro Ranch” sign.

The Montezemolo villa is also home to a number of animals, including Gina, a wayward donkey

My era of testing cars intended for road and competition use, and meeting those talented people who devised them and drove them, will be remembered as the golden era. I am certain of that. I sat next to Colin McRae at the Race of Champions, rode shotgun with Sébastien Loeb in one of his loony Citroëns. I raced a 911 GT3 RS with Walter Röhrl at the Nürburgring. I am easily seduced into hero-worshipping those I feel are superior to me – that being most adults – and yet I have only one real hero from that time: Luca Cordero di Montezemolo.

The origin of this man-crush was the Geneva Motor Show 1999. As a cub Autocar reporter I was charged with taking as many copies of that week’s magazine as hand luggage as I could, and delivering them to the show so the honchos could hand them to car company bosses. I’d never been to the Geneva show before and wandered around like some drunk Bisto kid until I ended up on the peasant’s side of the rope that guarded the Ferrari stand.

On it strutted and gesticulated a man I’d only ever seen on television and in magazine interviews – Mr Montezemolo.

The name is important by the way. He is either Luca, or Mr Montezemolo, or Luca Montezemolo, or Luca Cordero di Montezemolo. But he isn’t the version most commonly attributed – Luca di Montezemolo. That’s incorrect. Anyhow, this was the only human being within the vast Geneva expo halls who could rival all the shiny new metal for attention. And remember, this was still the era of the motor show girl. Journalists and customers queued for a whiff of his aura. He was the only rockstar in the building. He had so much charisma that he could have lent his surplus to the bosses of Lamborghini and Aston Martin and still left them invisible to others humans.

“It was bonkers and captivating. Pure theatre. He ended up banning me”

He was willing to engage, too. I watched him talk to anyone and everyone – even discussing the finer points of the 550 Maranello with quite junior hacks. I saw the great Peter Robinson (also hero material) have what looked like an argument with him, before it evaporated into joshing and smiles.

Classic red Fiat 500 driving through a historic street in Rome, Italy.

Montezemolo at the wheel in Rome, with Harris taking in the sights

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He was the pre-eminent car company boss of the next years. There were the stories – apocryphal or not – about Luca banning troublesome journalists or taking issue with minor aspects of road tests. Or, one of his favourite ploys, waiting for journalists to visit Maranello and then summoning them for a ‘chat’ about some of the opinions they might have offered over the past few months. Can you imagine another car company with the sheer chutzpah to bundle someone into a waiting Alfa, before being whisked away, not really knowing what was going on? This was the myth of Ferrari viewed through the goggles of a motoring journalist. It was bonkers and captivating. It was pure theatre. He ended up banning me.

Ferrari Formula 1 driver preparing for a race in a vintage Marlboro-branded racing suit and helmet.

Niki Lauda, left, won two F1 titles with Montezemolo, right, at the Scuderia helm

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In the early 2000s Ferrari was entering its greatest phase. The Schumacher/Brawn alliance was landing F1 championships and the road cars were exceptional – 430, 599, 612. These gave way to 458, FF and F12. We don’t recognise epochal greatness at the time, but it’s now clear to me that Ferrari will probably never again hold an advantage over its road car rivals the way it did then. And who was the boss at the time, what was the one common aspect of all of that greatness? Luca.

Man examining Ferrari memorabilia and photographs in a private collection, with a model Ferrari race car displayed above.

Memories in the villa

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What did Luca want to talk about on the telephone that random morning? The prospect of a Ferrari SUV, the prospect of an electric Ferrari. He wanted to, respectfully, challenge some of the decisions the company had made post IPO. He was in his mid-seventies, sharp of opinion and instinct. The call lasted around 20 minutes. I assumed that was the last time I would hear from him or speak to him.

Ferrari executives and senior team figures discussing the marque at an international motor show beside a large Ferrari logo display.

Luca, left, at the Geneva Motor Show

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A few months later I met Manish Pandey, the man who produced Senna. He was in the process of telling Bernie Ecclestone’s story and I thought he’d be a fine guest on my podcast. Manish mentioned he’d been talking to Luca about telling his story, and that he would be in town soon – would I like to meet them both for tea and a chat? Afterwards, Manish mentioned that he wanted to try a different approach with Luca than the one he’d used with Bernie.

“Manish Pandey mentioned he’d been talking to Luca about telling his story”

For those of you who have watched Lucky!, the formidable first-person presence of Mr E is unforgettable and works perfectly. But English isn’t Luca’s first language – and this was to be an English film – and Manish wanted something different. Perhaps a second, background voice to tease out Luca’s frankly extraordinary story? Perhaps a recently unemployed BBC presenter with an unusually keen interest in the subject?

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We set off to Rome a few months later. Obviously I thought this was a chance for me to decide if I wanted the job when the reverse was the case – I was being vetted by Luca. Either way, the drive from the airport to Luca’s apartment was one of those I will never forget. We were met at arrivals by a man in a dark suit and taken to a nondescript diesel Audi A6 which was parked where you shouldn’t park at an airport. Manish and I jumped into the rear seats.

Ferrari Formula 1 team personnel working in the pit garage during the Marlboro sponsorship era.

Overseeing the 1998 Italian Grand Prix

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The car then made for Rome at alarming speed. The driver kept his left hand on the wheel, his right behind the atomic transmission lever where he appeared to be twiddling with something. Nothing unusual within Roman driving rules there. However, judged against the lawless madness of Rome’s road network we seemed to be taking even more risks than the other lunatics, yet always emerging unscathed. Cars moved out of our way. I was busy adding this to my list of great passenger ride experiences when we arrived and my door opened – and I saw the suggestion of a gun holster under the driver’s suit jacket. The car’s cupholders had two auxiliary switches: one red, one blue. Carefully hidden in the Audi’s front grille were a bank of blue and red LEDs. It’s at this point you remember Luca Montezemolo isn’t just the ex-boss of a car company. Not even the ex-boss of Ferrari. He’s one of the most famous Italians, his standing so far beyond national-treasure status that, as I’d discover, his fellow countrymen and women can’t hide how much they love him.

Two men walking together beneath a historic Italian city arcade during a Ferrari-related feature.

Harris believes Montezemolo, despite his life at the top, is a people person at heart

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We stayed for a few hours. I must have passed the test because soon after we agreed terms to make a film about Luca’s life. Matters moved quickly and, a year later, we began filming. Film doesn’t move quickly.

I don’t want to paraphrase the doc’s contents here – of course I want you to watch it! Luca is now 77 years old. It is still difficult to comprehend how much he has crammed into those years on this planet. I want you to watch this film to learn about all the things you didn’t know he’d been involved in. This isn’t some biopic crammed with facts, it’s a love letter to a man both Manish and I feel utterly privileged to have spent time with. Like anyone overburdened with charisma and skills, he’s complicated and inspiring. He doesn’t suffer fools and he’s very clear on what he thinks is right and wrong.

Elderly man in formal attire holding a drink during an intimate Ferrari-themed conversation.

Salute: we’ll let Luca choose the wine

I spent several weeks with him, in Rome and his villa in the hills above Bologna. He reflected on his many successes and his few failures. He’s a smiler. He loves to laugh and joke. He wants to leave a room knowing he made everyone feel better than when he arrived. Perhaps above all of his other skills, that’s his ultimate gift? People just love him.

Collection of Ferrari Formula 1 racing helmets displayed together, featuring Ferrari, Vodafone, Marlboro and sponsor branding.

The spoils of previous F1 campaigns

This, after all, is the man who once phoned Sergio Pininfarina early one morning with an urgent message. “Sergio,” he said, “I am convinced the next Ferrari should have three wheels. This is the future for Ferrari!” Mr Pininfarina was strung along for some time before Luca could no longer suppress the giggles. He’s impish and human. He’s unlike anyone of his status and stature I’ve ever met. When I introduced him to my girlfriend, he clasped her hand, looked at her, then looked at me. “This is not the same person you introduced me to in Rome.”

Ferrari Formula 1 drivers and team officials posing behind a red Ferrari Grand Prix car during the Marlboro era.

From left: Nicola Larini, Fiat CEO Gianni Agnelli, Michael Schumacher, Montezemolo, Eddie Irvine and team principal Jean Todt with 1996’s Ferrari F310

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There is a sadness at how his time at Ferrari ended, and this is explored in the film – I think with sensitivity and balance. From my interpretation of events – how Luca was jettisoned from the place he adored – he would be well within his rights to try and lob some bombs, but he’s a much bigger man than that. Regardless, he knows his legacy rests untarnished. He was the boss the greatest brand of them all deserved; he alone had the charisma to carry Ferrari and it’s clear the company currently misses the luxury of a figure like him. Don’t get me wrong, Ferrari is a great car company creating amazing motor vehicles, but I believe it would be better still if had someone like Luca at the very top.

“When we’d head into Bologna for dinner, we’d go in his Renault 4

There are two memories I’d share as a lens through which I’d like you to see Luca. The first was after another exceptional Bolognese lunch. We jumped into his little Toyota and he said he wanted to show me something. We stopped outside an ordinary clothes shop and went inside. Everything was end-of-line or discounted. He was so excited! “You can find real bargains here, and then you can negotiate the price further when you pay!” Sure enough, he did. The shopkeeper loved haggling – Luca loved striving for a bargain. This is a man happiest among ordinary people. He is interested in people’s lives. Of course he loves Ferraris but when we’d head into Bologna for dinner, we’d go in his Renault 4 and talk about the genius of making cars that appeal to millions.

Motorsport team members gathered on the pit lane at a racetrack during a race weekend.

Double denim and Adidas Gazelles: Luca at the 1977 Spanish GP, where Carlos Reutemann finished second for the Scuderia

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And he adores animals. The villa is home to Alex, his huge Bernese mountain dog, and his herd of Angus cows that his youngest child Lupo tends to. He knows every sheep, goat and chicken by name and he so clearly adores them all. And then there is Gina the donkey. “She is fantastic,” he always says when her name is mentioned, with a huge grin. Gina has his number too, rarely doing what he requires of her. I first met Luca as he played rockstar on the Ferrari stage, I last saw him hollering, “Gina, Gina!” at a naughty donkey. Combine both scenes and you have the essence of the most interesting man I’ve met in my professional life. I do hope you enjoy Manish’s beautiful film.

Luca: Seeing Red was released in cinemas in late 2025.

The man with the Midas touch

Joined Ferrari in 1973 and by the following year had been entrusted to run the ailing F1 team. In alliance with a like-minded Niki Lauda, team fortunes were revived. Lauda won world titles in 1975 and 1977.

A close ally of Gianni Agnelli, Montezemolo became head of all Fiat competition activities in 1976, then became Fiat’s youngest senior manager a year later.

In 1984 Montezemolo was appointed managing director of the Cinzano drinks company. Early in the decade, he also managed Azzurra, the first Italian yacht to take part in the America’s Cup. He also presided over Turin’s Juventus football team.

Between 1985-90 Montezemolo was general manager for the organising committee behind the 1990 FIFA World Cup.

Montezemolo returned to Ferrari – as chairman and managing director in November 1991. Again, a priority was to revive the fortunes of the down-at-heel F1 team.

In 1993 he also became vice-chairman of Bologna FC, and in ’97 was handed control of Maserati with a brief to revive an ailing marque.

Having appointed Jean Todt to run the F1 team in 1993, Ferrari won its first constructors’ title for 16 years in 1999, then Michael Schumacher ended a 21-year drivers’ title drought in 2000. Schumacher and Ferrari would dominate F1 for five years.

In 2010, Montezemolo was replaced by John Elkann as chairman of Fiat. In 2014, in the wake of tension with successor and Fiat Chrysler CEO Sergio Marchionne, he resigned as chairman and president of Ferrari.

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There are trickier corners than Madgwick at Goodwood, but not many. The approach is curved and unless you’re in something with elephantine amounts of downforce, some degree of braking will be required. But it is still quick. Really quick. And it’s crucial too, because your exit speed determines your pace down to Fordwater and, if you clench hard enough and manage to do that flat, all the way to the entry point to St Mary’s too.

There are two apexes but popular thinking says you can and probably should miss the first so long as you absolutely nail the second. But between them is less of a bump, more of a hump in the road, which you’d be forgiven for thinking had been put there for the express purpose of destabilising whatever you happen to be in, which in this case is the most valuable Ferrari 250 GT SWB in the world. Bearing in mind the least valuable SWB is a car worth many millions, it does focus the mind somewhat.

But of course you don’t have to go fast. Just soak up the sight, the sound and the intoxicating fuel and oil smell of driving this car around that corner. Except, today, I can’t. There’s a picture my editor has briefed ace automotive photographer Jayson Fong to capture. It is a very particular image, requiring him to stand right on the edge of the circuit like they did when this car was new, which is why today we have the entire Goodwood circuit to ourselves. The picture we want to recreate is of this very car, at this very spot, but in late 1961, not early 2023 and with one Stirling Craufurd Moss at its wheel.

Ferrari 250 GT SWB photographed during its racing career

The definitive image from this Ferrari 250 GT SWB’s long life – Stirling Moss at Madgwick on his way to winning the 1961 Tourist Trophy at Goodwood…

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Ferrari 250 GT SWB photographed during its racing career

…And more than 60 years later here’s the same car at the same section of track – and a our man with a Moss-inspired helmet at the wheel

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Why is this the most valuable Short Wheelbase of them all? Because it’s not just Stirling’s car, but the car in which he took his seventh and final TT victory in 1961, the very last time he raced at Goodwood before that accident. It is also, even by SWB standards, in ultimate specification. For this is not only an alloy-bodied Competizione model, but the ultimate ‘Comp/61’ model, probably better known as a ‘SEFAC Hot Rod’ and the only one built with right-hand drive. It was also made by a Ferrari keen as mustard to secure the services of Moss as a factory driver, which is why, while most racing SWBs had around 275bhp from their single cam, 3-litre Colombo V12 motors, the period dyno sheet for this one recorded 299bhp at 7700rpm, as much power on three carburettors as a decent GTO would manage the following season on six.

Ferrari 250 GT SWB speedometer, engine, race pit stop and signed glovebox

Clockwise from top left: Veglia dial; 3-litre Colombo V12; Stirling Moss’s favourite; Moss with the 250 at Goodwood, 1961

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Ordered for Stirling by Rob Walker, 2735GT was delivered to Le Mans with sliding Perspex windows, blue carpets, a light grey headlining and Rob’s familiar blue with white stripe paintwork. The bill was 5.5m lira. Sharing with Graham Hill, they carved through the field and were in third place overall, a GT car ahead of several prototypes, when a fan blade detached itself, severing a radiator hose and blowing a head gasket. Half a century later Stirling was still livid. “It was Rob’s car but it’d been prepped and entered by NART (Luigi Chinetti’s North American Racing Team) and they’d left the bloody road car fan on the engine…” But the car itself he loved, his favourite of all the GT cars he drove.

He then raced it at Silverstone and Brands Hatch, winning outright and breaking the GT lap record on both occasions. Then came victory at Goodwood but if Stirling thought it would be a repeat performance of the previous year where in another Rob Walker SWB (now owned by Ross Brawn) he lapped the field while listening to the radio, he was soon to be disabused of that notion, a situation which would have delighted him. “I’m a racing driver,” he used to say, always with the emphasis on the adjective. Yes he liked to grind the opposition into the dust, but he loved a real race. And at Goodwood in 1961, he got one.

Ferrari 250 GT SWB racing around Goodwood

The opposition came from Mike Parkes, by no means a professional racing driver at that early stage of his career. But driving a similarly specified Maranello Concessionaires SWB, he was close to Stirling’s time in first practice then, when Moss flew north to turn on the Blackpool illuminations, took pole. The race turned into a battle between the two, Stirling seriously impressed by Parkes’ ability to hang onto his tail, the outcome determined not by raw speed but just how hard Parkes had to drive to keep up with the always effortless Moss. He wore out his tyres faster and Stirling ran out a quite comfortable winner in the end.

That was followed by victory in both heats and the finals in Nassau at the end of the year. In short, he raced the car six times and won every time he finished, which was all bar one of them.

Ferrari 250 GT SWB cockpit with wood-rim steering wheel

This is the sole right-hand drive ‘SEFAC Hot Rod’

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It was then sold to the UDT Laystall team for which it raced twice in 1962 piloted by Innes Ireland, retiring through brake failure at Daytona in February and coming fourth at Oulton Park in April, breaking the GT lap record in the process. The car was then sold to Chris Kerrison who crashed heavily at the Goodwood TT, collecting in the process the 250 GTO of John Surtees and Jim Clark’s DB4 GT Zagato Aston Martin, which having connected earlier in the race had both been parked, already substantially bent, in the barrier many laps previously. It was one of motor racing’s pricier pile-ups.

“Stirling was impressed by Parkes’ ability to hang onto his tail”

The car was sent back to Maranello to have its body repaired but when the bill came in it was so eye-watering the SWB was sent instead to Drogo where a new body superficially similar to the famed Drogo ‘Breadvan’ was created for it. Kerrison raced it extensively through 1963 and ’64 before it was sold, going through a number of owners until bought by Clive Beecham in 1983 who had it rebodied as it was when new. In 2007 the car was sent to Maranello for a two-year body-off restoration during which it was ensured the car was identical to original configuration in both look and mechanical specification. All its other major components survive save its engine which, as was often the case back then, found its way into another car and is today missing presumed burned in a factory fire. Even so the motor fitted today is SEFAC Hot Rod correct in every respect and retains the three outsize, twin choke 46mm Weber carburettors from the original unit. Clive estimates it has somewhere north of 290bhp, which in a car weighing barely a tonne, is enough to be getting on with.

Ferrari badge and historic race plaque details

Clockwise from top: The ultimate Competizione; some of the SWB’s finest moments are engraved on the fuel cap; power is 1bhp shy of 300

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What is it about the Short Wheelbase? For a start they mark the pinnacle point in Ferrari GT car engineering. By which I don’t mean I think the GTO that replaced it was a backward step – the very thought is absurd – but really it’s a GT in homologation terms alone. While the SWB is a road-going GT adapted for racing, the GTO is a racing car which, were it not for the clout and tenacity of Enzo Ferrari, would probably never have been classified as a GT. And this SWB, this actual car, is the ultimate development of Ferrari’s ultimate GT racer. And because of that, we’re going to drive it on the road first.

For Clive has not had it transported down to Goodwood in some vault-like transporter with armed guards in the back, he’s driven it out of London, around the M25 and down the A3 and A285 to meet me at Goodwood. He won’t drive it if there’s salt on the road, but otherwise he’s not remotely precious about the car and has taken it all over Europe.

Ferrari 250 GT SWB driving at Goodwood

It’s important to Clive that I experience it properly on the road so I climb behind that fabulous alloy spoked steering wheel, and only briefly wish I had Moss-like proportions. Head and legroom are limited to say the least. But when you have all those gorgeous Veglia dials to look at (speed, revs and oil pressure in front of you, water and oil temperature, fuel level and clock across the centre console), you’ll put up with a bit of discomfort. Turn the key through 180 degrees, give it a push and hear the V12 being driven without combustion and even now, before the first drop of fuel has ignited, it sounds beautiful. Then it catches and at once all 12 cylinders are firing. Even though it is slightly silenced, it’s clear from the out that this is a race engine. Even at idle there’s an edge, a purpose, even a hint of menace amid all that music.

“Even today 300bhp is going to get your attention, but really it’s the noise, that howl”

The clutch is heavy but gentle and the gearlever slots into position like you’re loading a round into the breech of a .303 calibre Martini-Henry rifle. A GTO may have one more ratio in its box but, having been lucky enough to have driven both, I’d say the shift quality of the SWB transmission is at least a match for it. We turn out of the circuit and onto the road and at once the SWB hesitates. It does not accelerate cleanly. “It’s the carbs,” says Clive darkly. Stirling was desperate for the car to have six Webers as had the Testa Rossa and, indeed, as would the 250 GTO. He’d driven a 250 Berlinetta at Sebring that year with six carbs and had been much taken with the set up.

Driver behind the wheel of a Ferrari 250 GT SWB

Before the track, it was out on the open road. Fog would stop play

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Ferrari refused, and not unreasonably on the grounds that the SWB had not been homologated to run on six Webers and would therefore not be able to race as a GT if it did. The experimental six-carb car was part of the GTO development programme. Instead those massive 46mm DCF 3 Webers had been fitted, which Ferrari claimed in a personal letter to Stirling would only be 8-9bhp down on the six-carb engine with the attendant benefit of “better pick up at low and average ranges”, which on this evidence was clearly not the case. But in the same letter Enzo did guarantee 300bhp and turned out to be within a single horsepower of being as good as his word.

“The image of Stirling in this car at this very spot is as clear to me as the track ahead”

“You have to push through it,” advises Clive, remarkably relaxed given he’s in the passenger seat of his SWB while I figure out how to drive his priceless car in public. “Use all the revs. You’ll find it really comes alive at 4500rpm…” Gulp. But the traffic and weather are against us and as soon as we’re up on the Sussex Downs I find myself driving a car worth more money than I can imagine in thick fog. Time to quit while still ahead and return to the circuit.

Ferrari 250 GT SWB viewed from the rear

It’s quite something to step out on that track and in that car. I can hear Stirling in my ear gently imploring, “Come on boy, wring its neck.” So with the engine now nicely warmed through, and for the first time, I let the SWB cut completely loose.

Clive was right. At 4500rpm, it clears its throat and lunges at the horizon. Even today 300bhp in a one-tonne car is going to get your attention, but really it’s the noise, that heart-rending howl. Rogue fan blades aside, this engine was so reliable that at Le Mans in 1960 the SWBs came 1-2-3-4 in their class, the slowest coming home 17 laps ahead of the next fastest car in the category.

Madgwick is approaching and I know what I have to do. There’s something else I know too. Despite this car’s irreplaceable history, its impossible-to-comprehend value, I know too that it’s going to be fine, thanks in significant part to the SWB’s impeccable preparation by Tom Ransom of Colin Clarke Engineering.

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The image of Stirling in this car, at this very spot and at that very angle is as clear to me as the track ahead. I know exactly where Jayson will be standing and precisely what I must do. I issue the instruction – angle towards the first apex but keep perhaps a foot short of it – and the Ferrari executes with such eagerness you could be forgiven for thinking it had been here before. Which of course it has. It’s exactly where Kerrison crashed it too, but we’ll try not to think too hard about that now… Power on over hump, feel the back go light, reduce the lock to compensate, let it settle, and there, right on cue, is the slightly hunched figure of our photographer whose job today is far harder than mine. Aim the car towards rather than right at him, and let its natural trajectory describe an elegant arc right around and past, V12 shrieking you down towards Fordwater.

The Ferrari becomes deliciously neutral at the right-hand curve before St Mary’s, slithering past the very place Stirling’s career would be ended in his next race at this track. I mess up the entry to the left, carrying too much speed which means not only do I miss the kerb but the car is going down the dip at a rather more jaunty angle than intended.

Power on, adjust steering to suit, don’t even think about lifting and we’re up the other side in a trice, ready for Lavant. A bit too much understeer on turn in. Jab of throttle. A bit more understeer; that didn’t work. A little lift and a jab of throttle. That’s the one and in an instant I’m gently drifting out towards the exit and onto the long back straight ahead. One quick shift into fourth and it’s over to you Signor Colombo. If there is a heaven on earth, it exists right here.

Ferrari 250 GT SWB racing at Goodwood

Moss and Mike Parkes (No6) were both racing SWBs at Goodwood in 1961; Parkes gave Moss a battle but would finish second

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Clive’s not merely happy, but insistent I keep going until I feel as under the skin of this car as I can be. I omit to mention I felt that from the instant we took to the track. And were it not for Goodwood’s noise meters finally calling time, I like to think I’d still be out there. But I’m not, I’m here at home with the inestimable privilege of being charged with trying to describe to you what it was like to drive Stirling’s Short Wheelbase as fast as I safely could around Goodwood. And thanks to a number of factors – the sublime nature of the Goodwood circuit, the fact we had it to ourselves, a dry track and Clive’s determination to make sure I enjoyed his car to the full – I hope I have at least achieved that.

For myself, as someone lucky enough to have been able to call its former driver my friend, the experience had an additional dimension. I wasn’t even alive when he won his final TT here, but to have had just a taste of what he would have seen and heard, smelled and felt in this place made that moment one of the most bittersweet and memorable of my career.

Thank you to Goodwood for the track, Tom Ransom of Colin Clarke Engineering for prepping the car and Clive Beecham for his trust.

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The lady in the boot

How a female passenger went to Italy in steerage

1962: Chris Kerrison and his friend Rupert Lascelles, with Lascelles’ girlfriend Jeannie, are taking SWB no2735 on a trailer to Maranello for Ferrari to refurbish its well-used powerplant. But at the Italian border they are turned back – Jeannie has no visa. Nothing daunted, the lads hide the lass in the Ferrari’s boot and return to the border. “The girl? Oh, she went home.” Being Italian, the guards are more interested in the car than illicit cargo and let them pass.

Many years later, the car’s owner Clive Beecham reunited Jeannie, inset, (now married to Sir Thomas Allen) with the car in which she made her unorthodox cross-border trip – though this time she elected not to clamber inside the space…

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The Ferrari 156 ‘Sharknose’ interrupted the British Formula 1 revolution led by Lotus and CooperBRM in the first year of the 1.5-litre engine regulations in 1961 and gave Maranello a potent, if brief, performance edge that my father Phil Hill, Wolfgang von Trips, Richie Ginther, Giancarlo Baghetti and others took full advantage of in that season.

While the British teams gnashed their teeth over the regulation change, Ferrari made hay with Carlo Chiti’s V6 that had evolved out of Formula 2 since 1957. Its spaceframe chassis was conventional, but that striking twin-nostril nose, the neat mid-engine layout and Enzo Ferrari’s unfortunate insistence that all 156s should be broken up once they became obsolete has guaranteed the Sharknose a special place in the illustrious halls of Ferrari F1 history. That my father became America’s first F1 world champion in the car gives me a unique and personal connection to it.

In September 2019, I had a chance to drive Jason Wright’s wonderful replica at Reims and Zandvoort for a documentary I have been making about my father since 2009, a year after his death. The tests and film shoots amounted to the most momentum I’d ever had with the project. I even had a production company and a big distribution company in New York working with me, and I thought it was really going to happen now. Then the pandemic hit and I just put it aside because I had other things that I needed to do.

Derek Hill drives a Ferrari 156 Sharknose replica on track

Top and below left: a few laps at Reims for a replica. Below right: Phil Hill racing at the 1962 British GP, at Aintree; a poor season for Ferrari

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I’d driven one of Jason’s 156 replicas up the hill at Goodwood a couple of years before, but you don’t get a feel for a race car until you are on a proper circuit. Being able to drive it at Zandvoort was like going into a time capsule and having my mind blown. I always dreamt about what it was like to drive these cars, to be in a state-of-the-art grand prix car from those times. They are beautiful pieces of artwork, the sound and look of them, but you certainly feel vulnerable and exposed. It’s more like bobsledding than driving race cars as I know them. Then put it into the context of how long the circuits were and how fast, no chicanes or barriers to speak of… I always think of Spa, drifting through those high-speed sections with death right there on the edge, in a ditch or on an old stone wall, if you overstepped your mark. They were on a razor’s edge.

“I always dreamt about what it was like to drive these cars”

It was an emotional experience to drive the 156 Sharknose. It forced me to get deeply in touch with not only who my father was but also the whole experience he had. It got me closer to understanding how difficult and challenging the environment was, dealing with the tragedies that were taking place – and their frequency, which we will never know again.

Ferrari 156 Sharknose cockpit with steering wheel, gauges and racing helmet

Many original features give an authentic feel of Formula 1 racing in the early 1960s

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The documentary is a long ongoing story, motivated out of a desire to capture on film the people he worked with, while that window was still open. I have so many questions I wish I’d asked my dad, who was a larger-than-life figure. Racing brought us closer together, but that was such a short window of time – he got ill and there were difficult years. So the documentary has been all of that: piecing together who he was by understanding his experiences in the most poignant part of his life.

I’ve never had a date set for when this documentary should be finished. It remains a work in progress and I never want to say ‘this is when it will be done by’. Work on it goes in spurts: I get all-consumed, then I put it on the shelf, then it goes around again. So far it’s gone through three or four cycles. Every time I start to dive back into it I can’t believe what a rich story it is. My father was never really able to talk freely about his championship year of 1961 in a way that I think it deserves. It was fraught with so many complex emotions.

Ferrari 156 Sharknose replica on track at historic Reims circuit

Running against the circuit’s flow of direction in front of the magnificent relic that is the main grandstand at Reims

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My father loved to tell funny and entertaining stories. Those were the ones he often repeated. But when it really came down to the detail of working with the team I never bothered to ask him technical questions: what was the structure of the team, who were you going to, Romolo Tavoni or Carlo Chiti about this or that, what were the politics within Ferrari? That was why I was so motivated to speak to these people who were there. I had great interviews with Tavoni and Mauro Forghieri, Carlo Benzi who was the accountant, and Franco Gozzi the PR manager, and just asked them as much as I could. Everyone really wanted to share because they knew my father and what he was all about. They were interviewed in Italian because I thought they would speak more freely (I had a translator with me and I know some Italian myself). Then I got them translated and transcribed so I could read them like a book. It’s phenomenal when I read the interviews back.

I went on a binge with the camera in 2009 and ’10. Ferrari really valued my father’s relationship to them and I saw that first-hand by how much they welcomed me in, with a feeling more like family. It was amazing to walk around the factory grounds. I expected to have to travel through all of Italy for my interviews, but instead the story stayed right there in Maranello and its surroundings. Italians don’t move very far, I guess.

Ferrari 156 Sharknose replicas on the Reims circuit

The timewarp is complete beside the old (and lightly restored) pits

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My father was always consumed with hobbies, just to fill up the time when he lived and raced in Europe. Today the schedule of a sports person is so much more packed and they are able to get everywhere much quicker. Back then they were taking boat trips to Argentina, 17 stops to get down to Buenos Aires. There was so much time to think and absorb, and they were enjoying their lives outside of motor racing.

Having had my own experience of living and racing in Europe helped me understand more about what that must have been like. It’s a lonely experience to be so far from home, but he had photography and his visits to antique shops… all his life he loved music reproducing machines, beautiful Swiss music boxes, self-playing pianos. He played piano a little bit and the French horn when he was a boy, but he was more intrigued by things that could play themselves, that were mechanical.

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He was obsessed with restoration of older things, which is what led him into his classic car business. In the past year, as a pandemic project I’ve been auctioning everything off. We sold the family home we were all raised in, plus more than 800 lots over three Gooding & Company auctions. Everything from memorabilia to car parts – it was so much, I need a little bit of a break. I’m a little burnt out by my father’s life right now.

“Everyone really wanted to share because they knew my father”

Looking back at 1961, it’s remarkable how few world championship races there were in that season – just eight and only the best five results counted. You had all this time and anticipation between them. One thing I’ve learnt is team politics played a bigger part than I imagined. He was not only battling the other cars on track, but what was he hearing from the media and from the team manager? We see team orders today, but there was no established dynamic of a team leader in that time period. It was left up to the drivers to jockey for position within the team and the confidence level could be extremely high, then extremely low from one race to the next. To me, he clearly should have been team leader and put Wolfgang von Trips in his place to achieve this common goal together. But then you see it reversed; maybe Enzo Ferrari wanted Trips to be champion, that he was more his idea of what a champion is with that aristocratic background? Maybe he had more esteem for Germans than he did Americans? There was never a clarity in how things were going to play out and that’s probably what my father disliked the most, this chaotic, unstructured aspect within Ferrari. He had to fight tooth and nail for every win and result, on and off the track.

Ferrari 156 Sharknose replica in the Reims pit lane

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He and Trips were cordial to one another out of the car. But they were very competitive and selfishly after the same thing. Once they were on the race track, human nature took over and it played out much as it does today, even if it was an era where you had to play nice.

The relationship with Richie Ginther was interesting. Richie was the younger brother of a friend in the neighbourhood where he grew up. They all grew up together in the post-war era with an interest in cars and hot-rodding. My father even drove Richie to his job in Hollywood at International Motors and they were both intrigued by foreign cars. They had this history together from their time as boys.

Ferrari 156 Sharknose replica driven on track

Derek Hill says the shoot with the 156 at Reims and also at Zandvoort was an emotional experience. Racing brought him closer to his father before Phil became ill and died in 2008

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When they got to Ferrari it was very clear what their positions were. For my father it was kind of like having your wingman with Richie, who probably had to stay in that place. He was never meant to be the more dominant player and that was probably an unspoken rule between them. There were moments when Richie wanted more, he could see himself getting better and becoming imbedded within the team. In many ways Richie was more dedicated to the technical aspects of car development and would stay the whole winter over in Italy. He was much more prepared going into the 1961 season and more familiar with the car than my father.

When they got to Monaco, which was a hell of a place to start the season, Richie came right out of the gate. But I don’t think he could maintain that high pace of performance, and my father could. Their relationship remained very good until a couple of years later when it started to dissolve a little during the Ford years. Richie had his own big ambitions and he hated playing second fiddle.

Overhead view of a Ferrari 156 Sharknose replica

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That season was nip and tuck between Trips and my father. Wolfgang had physical issues that hindered him sometimes, a diabetic problem. I think he learnt to manage it and still maintain a high performance, but he blew a little hot and cold. He was nowhere at Monaco and had a terrible weekend, while Richie and my father were right there battling it out and trying to keep up with Stirling Moss.

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After a weekend like that my father must have thought he was looking good for the championship. But then at Zandvoort Trips won. This was where my father struggled with the idea of team orders. He had this idea of loyalty pounded into him: “Phil, it’s Trips’ turn”, in his own backyard with all the Germans coming over for the race. My father had the pace to win at Zandvoort, but he was still trying to play along with this game to nowhere.

It was really back and forth between them that year and Trips obviously had the speed when you look at the qualifying times. But I still think my father had the edge and it was really his championship to lose.

Monza was the defining moment of my father’s career. It wasn’t just the race, it was the whole lead-up to it, not knowing who the team wanted to win or whether they were neutral. The tension between him and Trips was so high at that point because they both knew they had an equal chance of winning, and in fact Trips had a slight lead of four points. The things that Enzo Ferrari said to him in practice and the fact that the car was not put together well, with a gearbox that was out of sorts and an engine down on power, my father had to advocate for himself like never before within his own team. And I think the team was stuck in the same place with orders from Ferrari, yet they really liked my father, who had established such a tight-knit relationship with them.

“It was the greatest moment of my father’s career, and the worst”

There were all these forces at play – and then we know how the race played out. It was the greatest moment of my father’s career and it was also the worst, all at the same time. To think of all those conflicting emotions coming at him all at once – it must have been very difficult.

Driver walking beside a vintage Ferrari racing car

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A few years later he helped advise on the Grand Prix movie, with a James Garner character much like himself and a script at Monza that had echoes of 1961. I like to go back and watch it because every time you do, you spot something you’ve missed before. At that stage, my father was starting to enjoy life. He couldn’t enjoy his career at the time because he was so highly strung: you are either going to kill yourself or make a mess of things and not achieve what you’ve set out to do… he was by nature an extreme worrier.

By the time he got into the Chaparrals in the mid-1960s he was much more laid back and working on a big film must have been a lot of fun.

Vintage Ferrari racing car chassis and mechanical components

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People can be cruel and while he was congratulated on winning a championship, they tried to get him to question the way he won it himself. But as time went on that was forgotten. He could just enjoy it for what it was, in the history books. He found his place in the world, met my mother, which was a big plus for him, and continued doing what he loved, which was restoring cars and creating a business out of that. Drivers go through a period where they are forgotten for a decade or so after they retire, then all of a sudden nostalgia kicks in and he spent the rest of his life being honoured as a great champion. He rode that wave. It filled his spirits to be respected. But he was also respected in other ways because he was a worldly person. He loved England and could really speak to a crowd at the BRDC – he wasn’t some hokey American telling a story. He loved the various cultures he was able to be a part of. I went to the Le Mans 24 Hours with him when I was young and saw how respected he was by the ACO. Going to the Ferrari pits at the Italian GP with him, I felt like I was in the presence of a god… That was a lot of fun.

Don’t hold your breath for the documentary. For me, it has to feel right. In some ways it’s been a detrimental thing for me to pursue this film! There will perhaps be a silver lining if I see it through, but then again we all want these stories to be told perfectly. Like my father I have a bit of that perfectionist mentality which is a terrible thing in terms of getting things done. But it’ll happen.

Two red vintage Ferrari racing cars in pit lane

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Resurrecting the 156

When Enzo Ferrari ordered the scrapping of all 156s, it assured mythical status. Replica owner Jason Wright tells the story of its return

After the disappointing 1962 Formula 1 season, Il Commendatore Ferrari himself ordered the cars to be cut up and the pieces to be used in the concrete of the factory forecourt. And so the legend of the ‘Sharknose’ began. The fact that none of the cars remained created a desire in the minds of many enthusiasts that survived unfulfilled until a car appeared in the late ’90s.

The musician Chris Rea had written a film script about Wolfgang von Trips and the Sharknose and had built a lookalike 156 as a prop. This car created a wave of new interest, leading to collector Jan Biekens commissioning the Jim Stokes Workshop to build a car. Having found an original 65-degree 1500cc motor and gearbox, as well as chassis drawings, they built a replica that was accepted as the definitive 156 copy.

Biekens decided to sell the car and I jumped at the chance to buy it. I have been a lifelong fan of Phil Hill and so the purchase of the car became the realisation of a dream that I never imagined would be fulfilled. One of the conditions of the purchase was that the car be exhibited in the Ferrari Museum in Maranello for six months. When I purchased the car, I had planned to make some changes to the bodywork as I felt that it was not right, and I spent hours looking for photographs, but out of the blue, I found a set of original body drawings.

Vintage racing driver in helmet and goggles

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When the car was released from the museum, I delivered it to Setford & Company in the UK. Dan Setford and Mike Mark had built the car at Jim Stokes Workshop, and had since left, to start up on their own. It was decided to make a new body in the Italian style using hammers over a wire frame, as opposed to the English wheel, which had been used on the Stokes car.

“Every nut and bolt was specially made to Ferrari’s original spec”

To do this the Roach Manufacturing business was commissioned. Roach, which built the Auto Union replicas for Audi, is among the finest coachbuilders in the world. Once this was decided, we started to look at the chassis, which had been TIG welded. While TIG welding is neat and tidy, the car looked more like a fine model than an old Ferrari. So it was decided to construct a new frame, new suspension and, in fact, a new car, using gas welding, copying the style of weld that characterised Ferraris of that period.

We salvaged instruments, wheels, brakes, radiator, springs, shocks, pedals, engine and gearbox, and everything else was reconstructed. Chassis, suspension, fuel and oil tanks were made using hundreds of proper Italian period rivets. Every nut and bolt was specially manufactured to Ferrari’s size and specification and original style European metric tubing was ordered. New Borranis (which has the original Ferrari drawings) arrived from Milan, and then, as so often happens when one is deeply involved in a project, a second engine and gearbox were offered to us.

This engine, a 120-degree V6, was numbered 002, which is the chassis number of the car Phil Hill drove to victory at Monza. At this point we decided to build a second car. Having an original gearbox was a crucial element, as they are complicated pieces of machinery and to replicate one would be financially prohibitive.

The second car would be a replica of the Phil Hill Monza car, and the 65-degree car would replicate the one that Ricardo Rodríguez drove in the same race. Building the 120-degree car has had its challenges. The engine was missing its carburettors and while they are triple-choke downdraft Webers with very similar internal specifications as those of a Lamborghini Miura, they are very different externally.

Fortunately the Schlumpf Museum has a 1963 Ferrari with the correct carburettors and while incorrect for its car were just what we needed to copy. The museum leant us its car, allowing us to copy the carbs and to study the welding, clips and fasteners, and all the bits that end up making a car look right.

That generosity stemmed from the fact that the introduction to the museum had come from Ferrari, and that we were not replicating something that existed. As Ferrari said, “You have the engines. They were only ever made for a grand prix car. It would be a shame not to see them run.” In fact, no one has heard a 120-degree Ferrari engine run since 1963.

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Sixty years ago, a car regarded by many as the greatest road racer of all time was launched. And this month – March 1962 – it made its competitive debut on the track. It was the start of a journey for the Ferrari 250 GTO that would help it become not only the world’s most valuable collectors’ car but also acquire a mythical aura that means today it stands alone in the pantheon not only of Maranello’s fabled racers but also among all classic cars.

One of the reasons for this is its rarity: only a handful of unmolested examples still exist. And so test-driving them to experience their uniqueness is destined to remain a dream of all but a very fortunate few.

Ferrari 250 GTO heritage collage showing workshop, badge close-up, and driver cockpit

Clockwise from left: 2400mm wheelbase was derived from the 250 GT SWB; Nose-top hatches detach for extra cooling; wood-rim and prancing horse

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That is why I count myself lucky to have spent many hundreds of happy miles of hard motoring in 250 GTOs. The car photographed here has been owned for 40 years by ex-racer Paul Vestey. We have shared it many times on the classic Adelaide Rally, at Goodwood and just stretching its legs on the road. Its chassis serial is 4115GT, sold new to German enthusiast Hermann Cordes. He made his hillclimb debut with it in March 1963, won a minor race at Hockenheim, finished second at AVUS and then sold it to an extraordinary playboy/architect named Manfred Ramminger.

Through 1964 Ramminger (great name for a racing driver) drove it to minor class wins at Mainz-Finthen and AVUS before selling it for ’65 to Werner Lindermann from Duisburg, who won his class with it in minor events at the Nürburgring and AVUS, and shared it with Ramminger for second in class (and 23rd overall) in the ADAC 1000Kms.

Ferrari 250 GTO driving on a road, photographed from the side

Ramminger was later convicted as a KGB agent, who in 1967 stole a Sidewinder missile from a German/US airbase and freighted it to Moscow. Having pushed it on a wheelbarrow to a hole in the fence, he loaded it into his Mercedes estate, found it was too long to fit so he smashed the rear screen and left the missile’s nose protruding. He then draped a piece of carpet from it as a marker flag, to meet German traffic law…

From him, 4115GT had passed to Swiss owner H.P. Burkhardt, then to Bob Roberts for his Midland Motor Museum at Bridgnorth, Shropshire. Neil Corner bought it in 1978 and sold it to mutual friend Paul in 1981, since when he has preserved, and used it over more than 50,000 miles.

“It’s a rarity – only a handful of unmolested examples still exist”

So, with a 60-year life well lived behind it, let’s drive 4115GT. The GTO door opening is quite confined. For a proper-sized chap it’s a squeeze to enter. The door catches have a tiny pull tab under the latch button. You squeeze the button with your thumb, crooking the tab in your index finger and the door swings wide, obviously lightweight aluminium panelling, black-trimmed within. There’s quite a spacious door pocket for maps, road-books etc, a chromed pull handle and a latch cable — just like the original Mini Minor.

Rear three-quarter view of a red Ferrari 250 GTO driving along a wooded road

In this left-hand driver it’s best to slide your right knee first beneath the wood-rim steering wheel, otherwise there’s no room to load your legs later. The blue-upholstered bucket seat’s raked back fits comfortably beneath shoulder blades. It’s quite a squeeze to settle knees-high behind the famous, thin, wood-rimmed steering wheel with its yellow and black Cavallino Rampante badge, but once ‘in’ it’s actually very comfortable. Snap-shut the four-point belts. The pedals are slightly offset to the left, towards the outside of the car, while one’s torso faces dead ahead. In most cars the pedals are eased to the right to clear an intrusive front wheel-arch but in the GTO you sit well back within the wheelbase. Its foot-box is behind the front wheel-arch while the seatback is hard against the front of the rear wheel-arch. Together with rearward-mounted engine and gearbox, the driver’s (considerable) mass is as centralised as possible. The two-piece sliding side windows are Perspex, the shapely sharp-raked windscreen laminated glass. The gearchange gate, boxed high on the centre tunnel with that majestic arching one-armed-bandit lever and machined ball-grip, utterly dominates the cockpit. It invites instant use. The movement is long, some five inches fore-and-aft, but it is incredibly positive, minimal free movement, and it is spring-loaded into the centre plane of the six-point gate.

Ferrari 250 GTO racing on a circuit in period competition

4115GT at the Nürburgring 1000Kms in 1965, driven by Werner Lindermann and KGB agent Manfred Ramminger

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From the left-hand driving position reverse gear is selected towards the driver, the slightest press against a spring and forward, then first gear straight back, lower left. Second is forward, across, centre-plane, forward again – a diagonal punching movement. Third straight back, fourth punch forward and across, fifth straight back. With thumb hooked around the steering-wheel rim the tip of my index finger at full span can reach the gearknob. That high gearlever emphasises the impression of sitting low, almost reaching ‘up’ to change gear. Instruments are perfectly placed. All-round vision is very good, though blind spots by the quarter panels, embarrassing from the left-hand driving seat at British roundabouts and angled junctions unless one positions the car carefully. Now – action!

Close-up of the Ferrari 250 GTO rear lights and twin exhausts

“Pulse quickens. Noise is deafening. There’s a rising note, it seems inside your head, a resonant growing yowl”

The ignition lock is to the right of the dash on the facia switch panel. Pump the throttle. Turn the key, warning lights gleam; push in key, starter engages. It sounds more like an aircraft than motor car start-up – a powerful, level whine as those 12 small pistons shuttle through their stroke, twin distributors just there beyond the firewall spark their plugs and Ferrari’s world-famous two-cam V12 crackles into extrovert life.

The GTO is actually noisier inside than it is outside. Toe the very light and smooth clutch, clack the stick back into first gear, draw away. Accelerate, punch it into second, a one-arm bandit yank back into third, punch to fourth, pull to fifth… and it’s a case of “Hello old friend – how are you doin’?”.

Rear view of red Ferrari 250 GTO driving on a wooded road

On the road the GTO is pleasantly tractable and – despite its noise and by modern standards unrefined vibration (which in fact any red-blooded driver has just got to love) – it is civilised, if never unobtrusive. That nerve-tingling racket of cam drives and meshing gears and blustering exhaust fills the cockpit. Conversation with a passenger is challenging, even at mimsing speed. Perhaps its most delightful single feature – other than that dominant gearchange in its exposed gate – is its light and progressive clutch, closely followed by the steering which is light and full of feel without undue kickback.

Close-up of Ferrari 250 GTO bodywork and bonnet fasteners

But undoubtedly the heart of any period Ferrari is that V12 engine; a staggeringly impressive piece. Picture yourself sitting there, gearchange high to your right, that ergonomic dash panel dead ahead; and beyond, through the raked screen, those voluptuous hand-formed swells and rolls of the bonnet, ‘power bulge’ and wings. Cruising onto the open road in fourth gear, perhaps 40mph, feathered throttle, engine grumbling, like a high-powered piston fighter plane just taxiing.

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On a delicate throttle the car will accelerate smoothly from around 2500rpm. Clear road ahead – OK, it’s time. Pull lever back, neutral, to you and back again for third – and floor the throttle. Passing through 4000rpm – nothing immediately sensational, just a progressive forward surge. But don’t think that, after all the fuss, this is ‘only’ a 60-year-old 3-litre V12. As yet you haven’t scratched the surface of its capabilities.

The firm ride smooths as the Ferrari’s speed rises. Then the tacho needle reaches vertical, 5000rpm, and it’s almost like throwing a switch. Power surges in – not abruptly, not the explosive charge that a modern might provide, but just a rapid, relentless strengthening of the surging push in your back. That sharp V12 song from the SNAP extractors abruptly hardens. It develops a heavy creamy burr and your neck begins to bend. Now the hedgerows are flashing past. Pulse quickens. Noise is deafening. There’s a rising note, it seems inside your head, a resonant growing yowl. And the plastic side windows have started to chatter. At 6000 the GTO’s tail feels tucked down although its hard suspension and firm damping in fact allows little squat. Now it’s accelerating like fury, the tacho needle swinging rapidly past 6500 to 7000. Change up, punch forward and right, the lever snaps helpfully into fourth.

Ferrari 250 GTO cockpit with wood-rim steering wheel and classic gauges

The minimalist cockpit is dominated by the ‘one-armed bandit’ gearlever with machined ball grip

The woodrim clasped lightly in your left-hand fingers is singing to you, that exultant race-bred V12 note has cut clean as your toe paused the throttle, then as fourth clacks home it hammers on again with instant response. The faster you feed the V12 the hungrier it feels. Everything within GTO-world smooths into a galloping, creamy, sensory overload. The car seems to hunker down – perhaps an aerodynamic effect – its ride polished. Plainly we are on planet GTO. And almost instantly you are passing six-plus in the meat of the torque curve and the needle is soaring. The road is blurring past, and approaching 7000rpm – the noise!

Close-up of Ferrari 250 GTO V12 engine and carburettors

The music section: its 3-litre V12 was equally at home on public road or track

It’s a rippling, resonant howl, filling the cockpit, and the skin on your cheeks is shivering in sympathy. The note catches for a second, that’s the change to fifth and still it’s accelerating and the tacho needle is swinging and this is fast enough. You’ve been there. Proper drivers – a proper track – on up to 8000rpm, 170mph and beyond beckons. Here in this lovely old lady is the antithesis of any whining electric car.

Close-up of the Ferrari emblem on red 250 GTO bodywork

When I first drove a GTO 40 years ago I wrote that “…the din is indescribable and earplugs are a must”. Now deafness renders them unnecessary. But how, without intercom, Tour de France rally navigators spoke to their drivers I have no idea. That engine feels unburstable. The gearbox instils such confidence it could almost be muttering ‘Le Mans 24 Hours’ or ‘Tour de France’ as it encourages use. The all-disc brakes are reasonably powerful by 1962 standards but not unduly impressive now. At my driver level the chassis’ handling always impresses me as very stable and responsive, well-tuned and sensitive to throttle opening and input from that wonderfully sensory steering. In tighter turns it’s very easy to induce initial understeer but just as easy to balance it out on the throttle. It all just feels well balanced, willing, helpful – the GTO is your partner, not an adversary.

Close-up side view of a red Ferrari 250 GTO in motion

The lines of the car were derived partly from wind tunnel testing, while sports car experience added the rear spoiler

My most vivid single GTO image is of driving at night along the fast, sweeping A303 country road, the amber headlights probing the darkness ahead and the sweeping ‘lazy-M’ profile of that famous bonnet silhouetted in their glare. That image, and the 12-cylinder noises, and the short neck-hairs-bristling balance of that classically vintage chassis through 70-80mph S-bends has always lived with me. Plus the car’s deep-chested muscular pace as it catapulted up long steep hills, and the baritone whoops of down-changes through the night on dry, empty roads.

Ferrari 250 GTO viewed from above on a dark road

Make no mistake, there is real substance to the GTO legend. Except for the fact that, despite all their winning, 1962-63, they didn’t beat much of any importance – never otherwise doubt it. In the 250 GTO – perhaps more by happenstance than intent – the planets simply conjoined. And that is why the legend lives.

SPECIFICATION

• Price new: £6000 (£136,000 today)
• Power: 300bhp 0-60mph 5.6sec
• Engine: 3-litre V12
• Weight: 880kg (dry)
• Max speed: 174mph

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Whatever the 1923 Italian term was for, ‘On your bike, son,’ 25-year-old Enzo Ferrari surely uttered it as the carabiniere walked away empty-handed. The officer had arrived at Alfa Romeo’s Milan factory earlier that autumn day with legal papers that allowed him, on behalf of Fiat, to search the offices of Alfa’s new designer Vittorio Jano. He was looking for racing car blueprints that Jano might have ‘forgotten’ to leave at Fiat’s Lingotto factory in Turin, when he’d recently left their employ. When that search proved fruitless so it then moved to Jano’s house – and again nothing was found.

It was Ferrari who had tempted Jano into defecting from Fiat, the same Fiat that had told a desperate Enzo just four years earlier that it couldn’t afford to give jobs to every war veteran that walked into their offices off the street, letter of introduction from his commanding officer or no. Ferrari, his father and brother recently deceased, feeling totally alone and now apparently without prospects, later described how he had walked over the road to Valentino Park that day, brushed the snow off a bench there, sat down – and wept.

Enzo Ferrari driving a vintage racing car

Before joining Alfa Romeo as a driver – and skilled talent poacher – Enzo Ferrari worked as a test driver for Milanese marque CMN, following his rejection by Fiat

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With the benefit of detachment and hindsight, it’s easy to see Fiat’s points, both in 1919 and ’23. At the cessation of the war there was rather more labour available than there was space in the factories, and it would have been difficult to know to what use to put a mule-shoer anyway. While in ’23 they had already been the victims of head-hunting, Fiat’s best technical brains – the men who had conceived the fabulous epoch-making series of grand prix cars that left the rest trailing in their dust – being poached with bags of gold.

“Ferrari, his father and brother recently deceased, walked to Valentino Park, brushed the snow off a bench there, sat down – and wept”

The big names were the first to go: Vincenzo Bertarione and Walter Becchia to Sunbeam in late ’22. But now the second layer of brilliant but lesser-known talent: Luigi Bazzi, a friend of Ferrari’s, to Alfa a year later. Once ensconced at Alfa, Bazzi suggested that the guy they really needed was Fiat’s backroom technical manager, Jano. So it was that Ferrari set off to Turin on another vital errand for his employer Alfa, sucking the talent from the company that spurned him and directing it against them with targeted purpose. Fiat would not have even known the resentment it had triggered, nor how that was fuelling the depletion of its ranks.

Early motor racing figures gathered at a circuit, including a prominent Italian racing team founder in a suit and several drivers and mechanics.

A young Enzo Ferrari (right) in the pits at Monza alongside Italian engineer and entrepreneur Nicola Romeo (middle) and engineer Giuseppe Morosi (left) in 1923

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It wasn’t just the money that was tempting them; there was resentment within the ranks, too. That was down to what would now be called the poor people skills of Fiat’s brilliant but volatile technical director, Guido Fornaca, aka ‘The Duke of Lingotto’. He was the chief ally of company founder Gianni Agnelli and a shareholder in the business. A brilliant engineer, he had conceived many of the pre-war racing Fiats as well as several series of successful road cars. As head of the technical department, his patience for imperfection was thin. But people didn’t respond like machinery to his iron will. With the whiff of social foment in the post-war Italian air – Fiat’s factory had recently been the venue for a workers’ soviet, the dissidents barring both Agnelli and Fornaca from entering – those beneath the authoritarian Fornaca, their salaries a fraction of the shareholding income of their boss and dwarfed even by their peers elsewhere, set up their own quiet little rebellions and were all too ready to defect.

The ’23 French race had been a debacle for Fiat, the fastest cars by a massive margin – way faster even than the ‘green Fiats’, as the copycat Bertarione-designed Sunbeams were dubbed – but all three retired whilst leading. The Bertarione/Becchia Sunbeam triumphed, and if that didn’t provide irritation enough to Fiat, there was also the new Delage to bug them: the previous year its designer, Charles Planchon, had been observed blatantly photographing the Fiat’s engine. And even if the Delage’s V12 layout trumped Fiat for audacity, its detail revealed the heart of its inspiration lay in Turin; the same valve angles, same bore/stroke ratio, same crankcase architecture, it even had the same triple concentric valve springs! So Fornaca’s mood was almost certainly poor even before his cars stopped. His frustration can easily be imagined; he’d built the most brilliant technical team of all time and now others simply plundered it. Not only plundered it – but now in Tours used that plunder to beat it! But only because Fiat had shot itself in the foot; it had lost not through insufficient performance, but sub-standard preparation. The supercharged racers had been tested on the smooth, clean surface of Monza – which was nothing like the dust-strewn public roads of Tours, pummeled to little more than farm tracks once the race cars had been let loose on it.

Two vintage racing drivers seated together at a circuit in early motorsport clothing and goggles.

It was won by Giuseppe Campari driving an Alfa Romeo P2, copycat Fiat or not

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In the aftermath, that very evening in Tours, Fornaca had ranted about the circumstances that had led the Fiat’s new-fangled superchargers to seize through ingestion of dust, throwing blame all around him. Bazzi, a proud man and a very able engineer, was not prepared to accept that, and the pair had a blazing, and very public, row.

“The man who had thrown Ferrari a lifeline was killed during testing, Enzo cradling his dying friend”

When Bazzi had related the story to Ferrari, Enzo sensed his opportunity. “Come to Alfa, we are much smaller, more personal, good people, working on a grand prix car of our own, but we need someone with your experience.” This much was apparent a couple of months later at Monza where the company attempted to enter the grand prix arena. Ugo Sivocci – a close friend of Ferrari’s, the man who had thrown him a lifeline after Fiat had so glibly brushed him off – was killed testing the new Alfa there, Enzo cradling his dying friend as they took him to hospital.

Historic red Grand Prix racing car competing in front of a packed grandstand during an early motor race.

The XVIII Grand Prix de l’A.C.F took place at Lyon in August 1924

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Not long after crying on that park bench, Ferrari had befriended Sivocci, an ex-racing cyclist who then found Enzo a job at the small car company CMN at which he worked. Their efforts there had led to their recruitment by Alfa in 1920, as race drivers. But Enzo’s role quickly evolved from there, his wheeler-dealer talents and familiarity with Milan’s car racing milieu becoming increasingly valued by Alfa’s racing manager, Giorgio Rimini. The Alfa racing adventure gathered momentum, taking Ferrari and Sivocci along with it. But now this – an innocuous slide on a wet track, the slippery wet grass, the ditch beyond it, the roll, the crushing weight of the car…

But even before that catastrophe it was fairly apparent the new Alfa P1 was not made of the stuff to strike fear into Fiat’s heart. Bazzi looked around him, saw the limitations of the operation and knew that Jano was the man to lick it into shape – and so Fiat was plundered further, Enzo’s persuasive talents probably pushing against an open door, the deal signed off by Rimini, a glint in his eye, cigarette dangling from his mouth.

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By John Evans

Ferrari was awe-struck by Jano’s work that winter: “No description could do credit to this extraordinary man and his fertile brain. With Jano, there came over to Alfa also other technical staff of less renown. Once in Milan, Jano took command of the situation, introduced a military-like discipline and in a few months succeeded in turning out the P2.”

But Jano’s creation, Alfa’s weapon for the 1924 season, bore a striking similarity to the Fiat, much more so even than the Sunbeams. Fiat’s lead driver Pietro Bordino first set eyes upon it at Lyon, venue for that year’s Grand Prix de l’ACF, the most prestigious race of the season. “Hey, if you need any parts for your new car, come see us,” he was reported to have told Jano, sarcastically.

Fiat was the establishment, the world’s greatest, most technologically advanced automotive giant. Its culture was one of learned, enlightened progress, its products the mechanical embodiment of intellectual rigour. Alfa Romeo was a small, regional manufacturer, not long since graduated from building Darracqs under licence, its competition arm little more than a racing shop. Enzo Ferrari was an operator, not a big company man. He hustled, sniffed opportunities and made something from them. Working for a corporation wouldn’t have been his thing; he would not have worked long under Fornaca, but under the chiding, mischievous but shrewd patronage of Rimini, who gave his protégé ever more responsibility in running the racing operation. As he evidently passed successive tests, Ferrari blossomed. Shrinking back from what would have been his grand prix debut as a driver at Lyon in a P2 was perhaps one of the shrewdest moves he ever made.

Enzo caught a train home that day, but what he had helped put in place set up the operators, the chancers, the copyists, to take on and beat Fiat through superior preparation – and the second successive humiliation was the final straw for Fiat. After Bordino fell out of his fight for the lead with Antonio Ascari’s Alfa because of a brake problem – for which ironically the team had no spares, despite Bordino’s earlier taunt – Fornaca howled again, raged against the imbeciles under his command. “Why had the cars been driven here, wearing them out before the race had even started? We already knew the folly of this from the Targa earlier in the year when Carlo Salamano had crashed down a ravine on the way to the race, damaging the car and breaking his arm! Why were there no spare brake parts? For such stupidity we are beaten by our inferiors, our copyists – again! We train all our people, gift them the greatest environment in the world in which to learn, and they betray us. Well if all racing is doing is advertising how brilliant our engineers are, a shop window for our rivals to buy from, then we stop. We stop now, and direct ourselves to more pressing matters.”

“We train all our people, gift them the greatest environment in the world to learn, all for them to betray us…”

Alfa celebrated with the winner, Giuseppe Campari, the amateur opera singer no doubt let loose with his vocal apparatus, lubricated by vino. Alfa may have used a copycat design to triumph but it had utilised that tool more effectively, had prepared more thoroughly. Ascari had driven the car to victory in a minor Italian race, two months before – engineer Bazzi acting as his riding mechanic, listening to every little noise, observing the car’s every nuance – debugging the car before it mattered. Campari had put further racing miles on it a month later. At Lyon, Ascari – the only other driver who may have been as fast as the great Bordino – took on the leading Fiat, the pair slugging it out like a couple of heavyweights in the ring. Although that battle did for both cars, in Campari Alfa had a faster driver than any of those left in support of Bordino at Fiat once Felice Nazzaro had retired, also with brake failure. That would not have been the case had Salamano not still been incapacitated from that silly accident earlier in the year.

The big company resource of Fiat had been defeated by the sharp racing savvy of a small, independent-thinking group of racers. And it caused the corporation to leave racing. It was a theme that would be repeated many times in the sport’s history with many different players. In among it all on many of those occasions would be that great agitator of men, Enzo Ferrari. Now he had prospects, oh yes; he’d barely even started. That carabiniere receding into the distance was just one of many challenges he would see off.

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On July 14, 1951, Enzo’s Scuderia won a round of the Formula 1 World Championship for the first time. Many racing fans’ love affair with the Prancing Horse started right then, at Silverstone in the British Grand Prix, when a V12 375 driven by a portly Argentinian made the team a force to be reckoned with. Below, writers, columnists, and drivers present Ferrari’s 75 most important moments from its history on the track and road.

Read on for a panoply of engineering prowess, incredible drives and full-on race action

Written by

Matt Bishop (MB)Motor Sport interviewer/columnist and PR guru
Karun Chandhok (KC) – F1 punditry sage and boyhood Michael Schumacher fan
Adam Cooper (AC) – knows more F1 media centres than he’s had hot dinners
Simon de Burton (SDB) – our auctions expert has his say on road exotica
Peter Grimsdale (PG) – author of Superveloce: How Italian Cars Conquered the World
Doug Nye (DCN) – historian and Motor Sport regular has met 1950s heroes
Anthony Peacock (AP) – he’s half-Italian, but he’s a full-spec tifoso
Anthony Rowlinson (AR) – nicknamed Le Professeur due to Prost resemblance
Marcus Simmons (MS) – childhood Gerry Marshall fan before discovering Lauda
Sam Smith (SS) – loves to tell the stories furthest from the beaten track
Peter Stevens (PS) – designer of the McLaren F1 and Jaguar XJR-15 road cars
Gary Watkins (GW) – doyen of sports car racing and ardent 333SP aficionado

Chris Amon seated in his Ferrari race car, wearing striped helmet

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1. Amon: bad-luck magnet

It all started so well: with Lorenzo Bandini, the New Zealander took victory in the 1967 Daytona 24 Hours, his first start for Ferrari. But in Formula 1, Chris Amon’s bad luck started to become legendary, his best result a second in the 1968 British GP. To his fortune, add bad career choices: he went to March in 1970, just as Ferrari began to come good again. But back home in the Tasman Series, he was a force at the wheel of Ferrari’s 2.4-litre Dino 246: two wins in ’68 and a narrow defeat in the title to Jim Clark; four wins and the crown in ’69. A Ferrari legend? Too right. MS


Ferrari 333SP prototype racing car with driver, front view

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2. The 333SP’s crucial role

The 499P may have ended the wait for a first outright Ferrari Le Mans 24 Hours victory in nearly 60 years, yet the 333SP might be the more important car. The only prototype developed by the Prancing Horse between the 312PB and today’s Le Mans Hypercar saved sports car racing in North America. In Europe it helped re-establish prototype racing. Without it, there might have been nowhere for the 499P to race! That’s not to forget the 51 races it won, or that it looked great and sounded even better. No one who heard the scream from its 4-litre V12 at full revs can forget the 333SP. GW


Ferrari F2004 Formula 1 car with sponsor logos and aerodynamic design

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3. Dominance of F2004

The F2004 epitomised the Todt-Brawn-Byrne-Schumacher era at Ferrari. Never before or since has a team combined a bespoke chassis, engine and tyres fully designed to suit one genius driver’s style, and the results were devastating. After a 2003 season where Juan Pablo Montoya and Kimi Räikkönen pushed Michael Schumacher until the end, nobody else stood a chance in 2004 as Michael romped to his unprecedented seventh world championship. The following year, F1 went to the bizarre no-tyre-changes rule before the mighty V10 engines were outlawed, replaced by the V8s. These two alterations meant that 2004 remains the peak of F1 performance in my view, with cars that were 193kg lighter than in 2025, with roughly the same amount of power! KC


Patrick Tambay celebrates 1982 German Grand Prix win with laurel wreath on podium

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4. Tambay’s emotion

This suave, urbane Frenchman lifted Ferrari out of its post-Villeneuve fatality/Pironi injury depression with victories in the 1982 German Grand Prix, above, and 1983 San Marino GP. Two decades later, I interviewed Patrick Tambay for this magazine and, while describing the momentous events of Imola and “winning for Gilles”, he broke down crying while remembering his friend. A moment of fragility from a boyhood hero. And he loved the stat that, from mid-1982 to Ferrari’s mid-1983 slump, his F1 points tally over that period was higher than anyone else’s. MS


Ferrari 312 B Formula 1 car racing on track with driver in cockpit

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5. 312 B: missed champion

Had the 312 B’s best races of 1970-71 been compressed into one season, instead of split across the two, we’d have seen Jacky Ickx as F1 champion. Mauro Forghieri had led development of the flat-12 engine to 3-litre F1 form. His concept slung it beneath a boom high on the rear of a typical Ferrari ‘aero’-style monocoque with stressed-skin panelling over a lightweight tube inner frame. Test failures delayed its debut until the 1970 South African GP. In the second half of ’70 they won four GPs, with two championship GP wins in ’71. The 312 Bs remained the most elegant and best packaged Ferrari until – arguably – the Postlethwaite-era 156 turbos of ’85. DCN


Luigi Chinetti driving Ferrari 166 MM at 1949 Le Mans pit stop

6. The wily Chinetti

‘The Old Man’ came to rate a Le Mans win as being of greater promotional benefit to his company than any F1 title. Luigi Chinetti was a wily and persuasive technician/driver/dealer who played a critical role in convincing Enzo Ferrari of the American market’s commercial potential, but only after he had ’sold’ the sceptical Modenese on supporting the revived Le Mans 24 Hours race from 1949. Chinetti was already a two-time Alfa Romeo winner there, and for Ferrari in ’49 he won again – driving a 166 MM, above. Mr Ferrari made him his North American concessionaire, and the two hard-bitten tough guys maintained a hard-nosed commercial relationship for decades thereafter. DCN


Gerhard Berger wearing Ferrari racing suit with sponsor logos

7. Berger on the right road

It’s the 1987 Portuguese GP. Gerhard Berger is on course for Ferrari’s first F1 victory in over two years, and Murray Walker yells: “If he wins this, Berger will have the freedom of Italy.” Moments later he throws it away, and James Hunt chuckles: “Now he’ll have the freedom of an Italian prison cell.” The Austrian atoned with success soon after at Suzuka and Adelaide, the first two of his five Ferrari wins. A straight-talker, whose deeds in red set Maranello back on the road towards the title close-call with Alain Prost. MS


Two Ferrari Formula 1 cars racing side by side at Monza 1988

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8. Miracle of Monza ’88

“I’m surrounded by cheering, gesticulating, overjoyed Italians – and the atmosphere here is unbelievable.” Murray Walker, in the BBC commentary box, was summing up the scene at the Italian Grand Prix at Monza as Gerhard Berger led Michele Alboreto to a remarkable Ferrari 1-2. McLaren’s Ayrton Senna, leading comfortably with two laps to go, had awkwardly clipped Jean-Louis Schlesser’s Williams, subbing for Nigel Mansell (suffering from chickenpox), thereby preventing a 1988 McLaren clean sweep. A month after Enzo Ferrari’s death, it was as if a giant finger of fate had pointed down at the Rettifilo chicane to ensure the ‘Old Man’ was sent off in style. SS


Nigel Mansell in red Ferrari racing suit with mustache and serious expression

9. Nigel Mansell on 1989 and the 640

“The gearbox was prehistoric initially. There was a delay in the synchronisation with the throttle. The reliability as you know was catastrophic. At least for another year it would have been better staying manual.

“Like anything else, when you are developing something, you have to go in the whole way, otherwise it never gets developed. The start of it was a horrific experience. Whoever drove, whether it was Gerhard [Berger] or myself, the car ran three laps or five laps and failed.

“The thing is, with the expectations that I went with, knowing what was being developed, it was OK. Yes, of course it was frustrating, but on the other hand it wasn’t, because we were working together and we knew what the problems were. Just like when I went back to Williams in ’91 – the semi-automatic box lost the championship for us in the first half of the year. It’s development. It’s just back then the reliability of F1 cars was different. Thirty per cent of the cars used to fail all the time and, whether you were winning or losing, the cars were not reliable. It was a challenge, but it was exciting.

Nigel Mansell driving Ferrari 640 Formula 1 car number 27 on track

Nigel Mansell won the 1989 season-opener in Brazil but the 640 lacked reliability

“I think what is fantastic is you get one chance to win first time out with a new team, and I won first time out in Rio on pure luck and destiny. It’s an historic, almost unbelievable thing that happened. It’s like, how on earth did that happen? Especially when you see your team-mate on the sidelines out of the race already after half a dozen laps. You think, ‘How many laps is mine going to last?’ It was really strange.

“The race was very vivid, because I can remember getting up to third, getting up to second, and being pleased – equally being pleased and totally ticked off, because I think it’s going to break down in a minute! In the warm-up before the race, I didn’t even make one lap – I broke down in half a lap, and I sat the entire warm-up on the sidelines, watching it. So there was very little confidence in it continuing.

“Going down the straight, the steering wheel completely dropped to one side, the bolts were falling out. I thought, ‘Oh my God!’ I just pushed it back on and got back to the pits very, very quickly, and changed four wheels and the steering wheel.

“We didn’t finish another six or seven races because we kept breaking down. If you don’t finish a whole number of races, you know the championship is out of the door. What I did feel is that if we worked hard enough we could win races, and obviously we had a great race win in Hungary later on that year, and a few second places as well.

“I really do believe it was a championship contending car, if we’d had reliability, but you needed Lady Luck in those days.” AC


Tazio Nuvolari driving vintage Ferrari race car number 22 in action

10. Tazio the legend

Mr Ferrari always declared the great Tazio Nuvolari to be his yardstick for judging drivers. The legendary little Mantuan built his reputation racing motorcycles before aspiring to cars. His style was utterly spectacular, total commitment in every turn, and he was equally determined to see his talents rewarded. He and Mr Ferrari would as often clash over money as provision of truly competitive cars, but they developed a history of recognising when they needed one another’s services. Nuvolari proved himself capable of winning in any kind of car or race, from Mille Miglia and Targa Florio to German GP or Vanderbilt Cup. DCN


Gilles Villeneuve driving Ferrari number 27 during 1981 Spanish Grand Prix at Jarama

11. Battle of Jarama ’81

The legend of Gilles Villeneuve has been built around this flamboyant driver who did spectacular powerslides, drove around with wheels hanging off and took incredible risks. However, the race around Jarama in 1981 showed that beyond all that bravado, Gilles could be a very smart racer who had the ability to play to his car’s strengths, and put on a defensive masterclass without the drama that he is revered for. A quick look at the highlights on YouTube underlines Enzo Ferrari’s philosophy: build a great engine with loads of power, and the drivers will just have to manage with whatever the chassis is. KC


Clay Regazzoni driving Ferrari 312 B3 Formula 1 car, front view on track

12. Harmony of 312 B3

I still vividly remember the sight – and the sound – of the very first Formula 1 car I ever saw, at Brands Hatch in 1974. As my stepfather and I took our seats on the Clearways grass bank for the race morning warm-up for the British Grand Prix, on Saturday (yes, Saturday) July 20, the first car that flashed – and screamed – into view was Clay Regazzoni’s Ferrari 312 B3, its flat-12 engine barking raucously as Regazzoni heel-and-toe braked for Clark Curve. I was 11 at the time, and instantly transfixed. Now, more than half a century later, I commend my 11-year-old self for his good judgment, for that wonderful racing car still represents for me a harmony of F1 beauty, music and power that will never fade. MB


Juan Manuel Fangio and Enzo Ferrari smiling together after 1956 Grand Prix victory

Monza, 1956: Enzo Ferrari with his Formula 1 champion, Fangio. The two were not always on such good terms

13. Fangio in ’56

A celebrated love/hate relationship through 1956 was coloured by Fangio’s sense of Mr Ferrari taking advantage of him financially when he was down – Mercedes had just opted out, back home President Perón had been overthrown, and Fangio’s finances were frozen for investigation by the new regime. When Ferrari F1 service fell short of what Fangio felt was reasonable, all bets were off. After trouble in the 1956 Argentinian and Monaco GPs, he pressed ‘The Old Man’ to provide a dedicated mechanic for his car alone. Failure in the French GP preceded victory in the British and German GPs, and in Italy Fangio clinched the fourth of his five Formula 1 World Championship titles. Relations with Mr Ferrari remained strained before a fragile rapprochement in old age. DCN


Stack of Michelin racing tires with blue and white branding on alloy rims

14. A Bridge too far?

I was in the Hungaroring press room in 2003, when, while Fernando Alonso was cruising to his maiden F1 win for Renault and Michelin, the message “waved blue flags for car #1” came up on the data screens. When that happened, Michael Schumacher (for the No1 car was his Bridgestone-tyred Ferrari), Jean Todt and Ross Brawn decided that they would enlist the support of the FIA’s Max Mosley in an effort to nobble the leading Michelin runners – Renault, Williams and McLaren. The FIA suddenly required Michelin to reprofile tyres that had been deemed legal for two years, and in the FIA press conference at Monza all hell was let loose as Flavio Briatore, Patrick Head and Ron Dennis eviscerated Brawn. MB


Felipe Massa wearing red Ferrari racing suit and cap with sponsor logos, hand on chest

15. The dignity of Massa

Dignity is a quality little celebrated in Formula 1, an arena more readily sustained by baser instincts. Yet on the top step of the Interlagos podium after the 2008 Brazilian Grand Prix, amid champagne spume and the pop of flash guns, it was in plain view. Felipe Massa had just won his home race, raised a hand in acknowledgement as his Ferrari F2008 crossed the line, and reached out to lift the world champion’s crown… only for McLaren rival Lewis Hamilton to snatch it away with his unlikely fifth place, 38.097sec later. There was no fury, few tears from Felipe. Just a moment in the spotlight that enshrined something vanishingly rare. AR


Blue March 761 Formula 1 car number 18 driven by racer wearing red helmet, cornering on track

16. F2 engine’s odd win

In a little-heralded byway of single-seater racing history, Ferrari became a European Formula 2 Championship winner as engine supplier in 1977. Maranello had produced successful F2 cars in the 1950s and ’60s, then threw a new dimension into the category by developing a 2-litre version of the Dino V6 to take on BMW, Renault and Hart. At Misano that August, Elio de Angelis, making his F2 debut in a Ralt with Scuderia Everest (soon to be Minardi) led Lamberto Leoni’s Trivellato Racing Chevron, above, both Ferrari-powered. De Angelis spun and Leoni won. The engine was heavy, oil pump problems didn’t help and, by the end of ’78, Ferrari was gone from F2. MS


Crowd of fans taking photos near racetrack fence as Ferrari team members wave from the other side

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17. Romance of Fiorano

No other team can boast its own track, where it can lock the gates to the pesky media and tease the adoring fans peering over the fences from the nearby trees. It creates a carnival atmosphere on the bridge outside the circuit, where the tifosi hang around for hours to see the cars do five laps. Red Bull or Mercedes definitely don’t get the same buzz at Silverstone… I often wonder whether it’s the nationalistic feeling invoked by Ferrari, where the fans feel it’s their home team taking on the world, and that therefore the first glimpse of a new car, and the gladiators who will take it into battle, is incredibly powerful. Just ask Lewis Hamilton – the most recent Ferrari driver to get the full Fiorano treatment. KC


Jim Clark wearing light blue Dunlop racing suit with hands on hips and thoughtful expression

18. Surtees and his fallout

To this writer, John Surtees was not only a legend but also a great fan of the sport and supporter of young drivers: we had discussions over young talent we were watching, he in his ambassadorial role for the Racing Steps Foundation. The experience he could pass on… He was a Ferrari hero for winning the 1964 world title, and could well have taken another in ’66 (and more beyond then?) had his mid-season fallout with team manager Eugenio Dragoni not driven him to fury – and departure from Maranello. To Italians, he remained ‘Il Grande John’, a nickname from his bike days with MV Agusta, and, of course, a Ferrari talisman. MS


Mika Häkkinen’s silver McLaren and Michael Schumacher’s red Ferrari racing side by side at Spa-Francorchamps during the 2000 Belgian Grand Prix

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19. Michael vs Mika

In 2000, Michael Schumacher was desperate for another world title – his last was in 1995. Just how desperate became obvious in that year’s Belgian GP. Mika Häkkinen, who had pipped ‘Schumi’ to the 1998 and ’99 titles, attempted to pass him for the lead on the Kemmel Straight. Michael squeezed Mika. They touched. Häkk forced back. Mika was stung. A lap later he surged past at the same spot, separated from Schumacher by an unwitting Ricardo Zonta, to complete one of F1’s most celebrated passing manoeuvres. Mika won the day, but Michael won the war, claiming the title at the Japanese GP. But that misty Spa Sunday proved that Schumacher’s hunger for victory knew no bounds. AR


Ivan Capelli smiling in red Ferrari racing suit with sponsor logos including Marlboro, Agip, and Ferrari emblem

20. Capelli and… refuelling

“Obviously for an Italian to become a Ferrari driver is a great experience. Immediately you are making a big jump forward for the media and the public. You are going to be known by nearly everybody in Italy.

Red Ferrari Formula 1 car number 28 producing sparks from undertray while speeding on track

Italian driver Ivan Capelli joined Ferrari in 1992 – a special moment, although his season lacked spark and he was dropped

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“On the morning of the press conference I was driving to Maranello with a journalist friend of mine. We stopped just before the highway to refuel, and it was no problem. In the evening when we came back to Milan we stopped again to refuel at the same place, and in five seconds my car was surrounded by people, asking for autographs. This was in just eight hours! The first time I tested the car at Fiorano, when I started from the pits with the little black horse in the middle of my steering wheel, I just couldn’t believe it. On your skin you have a feeling that is fantastic and you can’t really find the words to describe it.” AC


John Barnard wearing light-colored sweatshirt with Ferrari logo, looking serious with short dark hair

21. John Barnard on the 412 T2

“We called it the Type 646. A good car. There was nothing standout different about it, although it had a low nose when most cars didn’t. The later V12s had a seven-bearing crank, which was a much better arrangement than the four we had previously. Fundamentally it was a better engine. But it still had significantly more internal friction than the V10 they built later.

“When we first ran it, we didn’t have bargeboards on it, as we were still trying to optimise them in the tunnel. I think it was the second or third race where we put the bargeboards on – that made a fairly big step aerodynamically. The thing that both Alesi and Berger said was that it was a good car to drive. You could really hustle it.

Red Ferrari Formula 1 car number 28 with Marlboro and Agip sponsorships cornering on track, driven by racer in helmet

Round 1, 1995 – the debut of the John Barnard-designed Ferrari 412 T2. Gerhard Berger made the podium

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“Perhaps we didn’t win that many races, but often they were up there and going quite well. Alesi won in Canada in June 1995. In Italy they were 1-2 and the camera fell off Alesi’s car and smashed Berger’s suspension. Then Alesi had a wheel-bearing failure.

“I think speed-wise they were evenly matched. Alesi was quite erratic. He was potentially super-quick, but he was also not consistent, not 100% reliable. Don’t get me wrong, I love Jean, I think he’s a super bloke, but sometimes he’d lose it a bit in the race or have a mad moment, whereas Gerhard was more consistent and stable throughout.

“That car, towards the end of 1995, was the first Ferrari that Schumacher drove. We were in Estoril with him. We had a regular 1995 car with the V12, and a mule with the new V10. He liked the V12. He said, ‘I could have won the world championship easier with this car than the Benetton!’ He went faster than Alesi and Berger.

“But when he drove the V10 he didn’t like it as much. When you came off the throttle the internal friction within the engine was less than in the V12. With the V12, when you went on and off the throttle it used to make the back of the car react.

“Berger and Alesi didn’t like that. They used to say in high-speed corners if we lift off a tiny bit the engine has got so much internal friction that it upsets the car. But Schumacher liked that. He was driving like a rally car, on the throttle. That always stuck in my mind. He liked it, they didn’t.” AC


Red Ferrari 312PB race car number 3 with blue and yellow stripes surrounded by drivers and crew in paddock area before race

22. Peterson’s bonus

Ronnie joined Ferrari for sports car racing in 1972-73. He thought driving the 312 PB looked more fun than hefting around the alternative Alfa Romeo T33: “And then we woss winning everything. Woss a bonus – you know?” Co-driving with Tim Schenken, he won the 1972 Buenos Aires and Nürburgring 1000Kms and was second to team-mates at Daytona, Sebring and Watkins Glen. ‘SuperSwede’ then concentrated on Formula 1 with Lotus from 1973. In the Spa 1000Kms he’d emerged unhurt after a huge accident. When asked about it he looked confused: “What accident? Noooo – an accident is when you wake up in hospital…” That was Ronnie. DCN


Classic red Ferrari 750 Monza race car side view with open cockpit, wire-spoke wheels, and yellow prancing horse emblem on the door

23. Scheufele on 750

Although I’m fortunate enough to own several great cars, the 750 Monza is something special. People who are unfamiliar with the model often see it simply as a small barchetta and assume the ‘750’ in the name means it isn’t especially powerful. But those who know about them appreciate the fact that this was built purely as a racing car and is fitted with a 3-litre version of the four-cylinder engine used in the earlier 500 Mondial. It develops more than 250bhp in a car that weighs just 760kg, so it’s extremely powerful and demanding to drive well, but always extremely thrilling. Being a true competition car, it requires care and attention to keep it running properly. But the effort is more than worth it and, almost 35 years after I first drove it, I still can’t believe that I actually own a car as amazing as the 750 Monza – which, of course, got its name from Mike Hawthorn and Umberto Maglioli driving one to victory at Monza in its first race. Karl-Friedrich Scheufele, Chopard co-president


Ferrari 308 GTB rally car with Pioneer and STP livery driving through narrow village street during race, spectators watching from stone walls and buildings

24. Rallying the troops

Jean-Claude Andruet was the only man ever to put the Cavallino on the podium in the WRC, finishing second overall on the 1982 Tour de Corse in a 308 GTB. Having tasted success at Italian and European championship level, the 308 never hit the sweet spot on the world stage until Corsica, where Andruet led overall before being overhauled by the Renault 5 Maxi Turbo of Jean Ragnotti and finishing second. Ferrari beat the entire Lancia factory squad that day – which caused a minor uproar in Italy – as well as the mighty Audi Quattro. Ferrari planned to homologate the twin-turbo 288 GTO under Group B rules, but that wasn’t to be either. AP


Red Ferrari Formula 1 car number 12 driven by Niki Lauda, viewed from front with wide tires, large rear wing, and visible Agip and Heuer sponsor logos

25. Villeneuve – by Forghieri

It’s hard to find adequate words to describe Villeneuve here, so let’s leave it to somebody infinitely better qualified: Ferrari’s legendary designer, the late Mauro Forghieri. “Gilles was a special case. I told him so many times that he was driving beyond the limits of the car. One time, he arrived for a test at Fiorano in his helicopter, in fog so thick you couldn’t see in front of you. Young Jacques was with him too. I said to him: ‘Gilles – are you completely mad? Of course we’re not testing today.’ He didn’t think there was any problem, but just got back into his helicopter and flew off again. That was Gilles.” AP


Enzo Ferrari standing beside team members at Monza paddock, one smoking and another mechanic working on a Goodyear tire, with spectators and Pepsi-Cola banners in the background

26. Gozzi the confidant

Franco Gozzi, above, left, was Mr Ferrari’s long-time ’secretary’ and confidant of over 30 years’ standing. He was a friendly, urbane figure who acted variously as press officer, works team sporting director and personal assistant. He became renowned as spokesman of ‘The Old Man’, and was regarded by many in the business, and in the media, as being the one person most likely to know where any bodies were buried… He came across to many in the wider Ferrari world as helpful and charming. DCN


Ferrari 499P number 51 crossing the finish line at Le Mans 2023 with team members leaning over the pit wall in celebration, their arms reflected on the barrier wall alongside the car

Ferrari’s comeback in the Le Mans 24 Hours, in 2023, read like a Hollywood film – with a first win since 1965

27. Winning return at Le Mans

Ferrari’s return to the Le Mans 24 Hours in 2023 as a full works effort in the top class for the first time in half a century couldn’t possibly result in a fairy-tale win, could it? It did. The new Hypercar rules had brought manufacturers flocking to sports car racing, and the 499P’s first attack on the big race featured a thrilling battle with Toyota. An electronic glitch delayed the Ferrari for a minute with a few hours remaining, but Alessandro Pier Guidi rejoined and passed Sébastien Buemi in the Toyota for the lead. Ryo Hirakawa’s dink into the Arnage barrier then ensured victory for Pier Guidi, Antonio Giovinazzi and James Calado. MS


Red Ferrari 412T2 Formula 1 car number 28 driven by Gerhard Berger waving to the crowd during 1995 Hockenheim race with spectators and Mobil 1 banner in background

28. The 412 T1 ‘Spitfire’

Ferrari romantics swoon for the 1995 412 T2: the last 12-cylinder F1 Ferrari and the car in which their darling Jean Alesi won his only grand prix. But its direct forbear, the 412 T1, has a place in the heart of its designer, John Barnard. It was the first JB car of his second Ferrari stint; its low-drag, organic form drew inspiration from the World War II Spitfire fighter. Barnard has modestly described it as “one of the best-looking F1 cars ever” and it became a winner at the ’94 German Grand Prix, where Gerhard Berger howled into the distance from pole, aided by the car’s prodigious top speed. It was Ferrari’s only win that year, but its first since Spain in 1990. AR


Alain Prost smiling in dark jacket over red collared shirt, curly hair visible against plain white background

29. Prost’s rise and fall

Everything so nearly fell into place for Ferrari and Alain Prost in 1990. The John Barnard-designed 641 was a superb car, its innovative semi-automatic gearbox honed the previous season. Rejuvenated after the stressful end to his McLaren career, Prost continued his battle with former team-mate Ayrton Senna. He won five races, including a charge from 13th on the grid in Mexico, and stayed in the title fight until the penultimate race at Suzuka, where Senna barged him off the road. It all went wrong in 1991, when he fell out with the Maranello management and was booted out before the end of the season. AC


Black-and-white photo of racing driver Peter Collins wearing white overalls and goggles around his neck, standing beside Louise King and team members smiling after a race victory celebration

30. 1950s Brit soulmates

Recalled as soulmates, the two British stars found Ferrari at different times – Mike Hawthorn, above, left, invited for 1953-54, then Peter Collins, above, right, joining in 1956. Hawthorn was a more unpredictable figure; Collins genial, engaging and friendly. Mike was better organised as a ’semi-professional’ driver; Peter, from a wealthier background, more chaotic, signing conflicting contracts. Collins crashed fatally when challenging for the lead of the 1958 German GP. Hawthorn raced on, and became the first British world champion at year’s end. Peter’s widow Louise once told me: “They were great friends around the circuits, that’s true, but back home in England they hardly saw one another.” DCN


Front view of red Ferrari F40 supercar with sharp angular lines, pop-up headlights, large rear wing, and yellow prancing horse badge centered on the bumper against white background

31. F40: 200mph road car

The last road car to be personally signed off by Enzo Ferrari was the F40 in 1987, which went from drawing board to production in just 13 months. At the time it was groundbreaking – the first road car ever to crack the 200mph barrier, and the first to use a Kevlar carbon construction. Pirelli even created the P Zero tyre especially for it. Just as Enzo wanted, the new car leaned heavily into motor sport heritage, so the utterly brutal lightweight F40 LM was also built for GT racing. It competed mainly in IMSA courtesy of Jean Alesi, Jean-Pierre Jabouille and Jacques Laffite, among others. AP


Nigel Mansell celebrating on Formula 1 podium wearing red Ferrari racing suit and Goodyear cap, arms raised in victory with sponsor logos visible in background

32. Hungary heart

Why win from pole at one of F1’s most sinuous tracks, when you could win from 12th on the grid? Why do things the easy way when you could do them à la Nigel Mansell? His Hungary 1989 victory, in the pioneering semi-auto Ferrari 640, was box-office even by Mansell standards; the reflex-jink pass on Ayrton Senna for the lead unforgettable. The legend of the 640 had been born with its against-all-odds debut win, for Mansell, in that year’s Brazil opener. Nigel’s Hungaroring smash-and-grab deepened its mystique. Even ‘Prince of Darkness’ John Barnard, the 640’s designer, was impressed: “For all of Nigel’s melodramas, he was a big-balls driver. That move was quite amazing.” AR


Jacky Ickx wearing cream racing suit with Heuer and Kent sponsor patches, large aviator sunglasses, and standing in front of Marlboro signage at a racetrack

33. Jacky Ickx’s F1 years

“Scuderia Ferrari’s first world championship grand prix victory was at Silverstone in 1951, where José Froilán González took the chequered flag, and second place went to Juan Manuel Fangio in an Alfa Romeo.

“I tell you this because, when I was eight years old, I met Fangio at the 1953 Belgian Grand Prix at Spa-Francorchamps where my parents had arranged for me to present him with some flowers for qualifying on pole position. I remember finding the whole thing very boring and begging them not to take me back to that noisy, smelly place – I didn’t want to be a racing driver, I wanted to be a gardener or a gamekeeper.

“But the reality was different. I ended up driving for Ferrari and after leaving to go to Brabham, I became the only driver to return to Ferrari after being away for a year. And the question that is always asked of people who worked for Enzo Ferrari is ‘What was he like…?’

Red Ferrari 312B Formula 1 car number 7 racing at Spa-Francorchamps in 1969 with gold wheels, exposed rear engine, and BP-branded timing booth in background surrounded by trees and fencing

The first F1 victory for Jacky Ickx came in a Ferrari 312 at Rouen midway through 1968

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“The response is not always positive, but I am one of the few people who only had a good experience with him. I considered him to be a very tender, sweet person who was also a little bit shy – and probably for a good reason: he lived in an era during which there was a great likelihood of drivers being killed. For that reason I think Ferrari found it hard to make friends with drivers, because there was a high chance he would end up getting hurt emotionally. That’s why, in my opinion, he kept a distance.

“It was for the same reason that he never showed up at any of the grands prix except for Monza, where he would sometimes watch us testing. But most of the time he would just wait by the phone in his office for a race report.

“I moved to Ferrari in 1968 and took my first Formula 1 win in the 312 at the French Grand Prix. I didn’t see that car for 58 years until this year’s Monaco Historic at which I was invited to drive it for three laps on each of the three days.

“Although the past is interesting, I don’t live in it because I think our privilege is to be in the present. But seeing that car again – just as it used to be with its white-painted exhausts that we called ’spaghetti’ – was very emotional.

“It was like meeting an old lady friend. Although, at 81, it was a lot more difficult to get in and out. But driving it? That came back, just like riding a bicycle. Unlike the complex modern racing cars, you just have a few basic instruments to watch and a manual gearbox. Get in and go.” SDB


Red Ferrari 126C4 Formula 1 car number 28 driven by René Arnoux on track, showing sponsor logos including FIAT, Agip, and Longines, with driver wearing white helmet and red racing suit

34. Arnoux falls short

Two races out from the 1983 Formula 1 finale, René Arnoux was in touching distance of the drivers’ title. Only two points off his ex-Renault nemesis, Alain Prost, and ahead of eventual champion Nelson Piquet. It might so easily have been René, not Nelson, who finished the year as the first turbo-powered champ. It wasn’t to be – a loose ignition wire spiked what had a looked a certain win in Detroit – but ’83 was ‘peak Arnoux’. His inimitable head-down style in the stubby 126 C3 brought three wins. With Patrick Tambay alongside, ‘French Ferrari’ took another teams’ title. Arnoux, though, had maxed out. Better to remember the peaks in red than the Ligier blues. AR


Sebastian Vettel smiling and raising his fist in celebration while wearing red Ferrari racing suit with Shell, UPS, Puma, and Lenovo sponsor logos

35. Vettel’s fine fettle

Received Formula 1 wisdom does not place Sebastian Vettel’s Ferrari tenure alongside his four Red Bull world championship years, but that is an injustice. When Vettel arrived at Maranello in 2015, Ferrari was not the force that it needed to be, yet he nearly delivered F1 titles in 2017 and ’18. Also often overlooked is the emotional, cultural and developmental leadership that Sebastian provided: rebuilding belief within Ferrari while carrying on his shoulders immense expectation. Errors crept in, but they were the by-products of his pushing those tricky cars to the limit. So Vettel’s Ferrari story is less about failure and more about valiant effort. He won 14 grands prix in Rosso Corsa; only Michael Schumacher and Niki Lauda have a better tally. MB


Massive crowd of Ferrari fans dressed in red celebrating at a Formula 1 event, waving flags and creating red smoke near grandstands with Pirelli and DHL banners under a partly cloudy sky

36. Joy of Monza ’24

Ferrari’s strategy has taken a bit of a beating in recent years but, on a sunny September day at the Italian Grand Prix, Charles Leclerc delivered a brilliant victory on a one-stopper against the two-stopping McLarens. Monza has stories, soul and character pouring out of every nook and cranny of its parkland setting, intrinsically linked to the red cars of course. Leclerc is hugely popular with the tifosi, and seeing the sea of fans below him on the podium was a memory I won’t easily forget. This also felt like a truly justified Leclerc Monza victory, since the one from 2019 will always be somewhat tainted by the controversial fuel flow controversy. KC


Black-and-white profile portrait of racing driver Chris Amon wearing a Firestone-branded racing suit with high collar and sponsor patches, looking to the right against plain background

37. Derek Bell and Enzo’s raincoat

“I never really understood how I ended up driving for Ferrari. Being told they wanted to give me a test in a Formula 2 car was a pinch-yourself moment. I’d won races in Formula 3 and then gone quite well in F2 at the start of 1968, getting a second at Thruxton in our Church Farm Racing Brabham BT23C. Keith Ballisat from Shell called and told me I was going to test that lovely little Dino 166 after the Crystal Palace race. The problem was Jacky Ickx only goes and crashes it. So the test didn’t happen. I thought that was that, my chance gone.

“Keith was back on the phone soon after saying I had to go and meet Enzo Ferrari at Maranello. I was met at those famous gates by a little bloke who started showing me around the factory, which was completely empty. There was no one there, not a soul. When I asked the guy where everyone was, he told me it was a national holiday. I learnt over the following year that a ‘national holiday’ actually meant everyone was on strike. At one point Enzo, raincoat draped over his shoulders, comes around the corner with his assistant. My guide turns to me and says, ‘“Il Commendatore” is the one on the left.’ As if I didn’t know!

Red Ferrari Formula 1 car number 7 racing on a curving track surrounded by trees, featuring wide tires, high rear wing, and exposed engine components with driver wearing helmet in open cockpit

Derek Bell in F1 in 1968, here taking Ickx’s seat in the US GP

“I went down to Monza for a test; there was no Fiorano back then. There were a lot of drivers there and I didn’t know who half of them were. I got the drive and suddenly was racing a Ferrari at Monza in the Lotteria non-championship F2 event, which was quite a big deal. I ended up sticking it on pole.

“Driving for Ferrari was an amazing experience, even if I did a handful of races in F2, a couple of grands prix and some non-championship F1 events, and the 1969 Tasman Series, which was actually a deal Chris Amon put together. We flew the cars out to New Zealand for the opening races from England, so I ended up towing them up from Maranello with our mechanic from Church Farm, Ray Wardell, behind our van.

“In the middle of 1969, Ferrari said, ‘Thanks for nothing, go away.’ The following year I was invited to drive Jacques Swaters’ Écurie Francorchamps Ferrari 512 S at the Spa 1000Kms. I did quite well and was going to do the Le Mans 24 Hours with him, but then suddenly Enzo wanted me in one of the factory cars. I told Jacques I’d prefer to do it with him after the way I’d been treated, but he said he wouldn’t get the spares he needed if I turned down Ferrari. I’m not sure I ever forgave Ferrari for dropping me. But there’s a romance to that team, a mystique to it all. I couldn’t help but love it when I was in the middle of it.” GW


Kimi Räikkönen in red Ferrari cap and jacket, shown in profile against vivid red background with Shell, FIAT, and Puma sponsor logos faintly visible, his shadow cast on the wall

Perhaps Kimi Räikkönen’s shortest ever magazine interview came on his first day at the Scuderia…

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38. Elusive Räikkönen

Imagine you’re sent to track down Kimi Räikkönen on his very first day as a Ferrari driver for a magazine feature – but you’re not actually allowed inside the Fiorano circuit as he drives his first laps on a chilly January day in 2007. You join the fans on the other side of the fence, hang around the factory gates: even take a quick look round the famous Cavallino restaurant at lunchtime. Nothing doing. Still, there’s enough to write about, so it’s time to pack up and leave the hotel. And then, just as the final camera has been carefully put away, the lift door opens and an elusive yet familiar figure in sunglasses steps out. Cue disbelief, followed by panic. The snapper tears into his bag to retrieve the first camera he can find – this was before everyone had camera phones – while I scamper to catch up with our quarry just as he ducks into a revolving door. “Hi Kimi,” I say frantically, pressed into the door compartment behind him, like something out of a Charlie Chaplin movie. “Hi,” he replies guardedly, before getting into a waiting car. At this point, said snapper catches us up, camera in hand. But he never got the picture. And nobody ever believed us… AP


Ferrari emblem featuring black prancing horse on yellow shield with green, white, and red stripe at top and stylized letters “S” and “F” below

39. The badge of honour

As a society, we like the human story of mavericks who create something grandiose and unique. Enzo Ferrari was undoubtedly a pioneer in this. Il Cavallino Rampante is arguably one of the 10 most recognised logos on the planet, and probably battles Mercedes for the top spot in the automotive world. The mystique around Enzo Ferrari comes from the fact that there aren’t many public-facing video interviews or footage at races. He was clearly someone who led a very full and sometimes controversial life marred by tragedy, both personally and in his race team. Despite brilliant books such as Richard Williams’ biography, there are so many people in the world who don’t really know anything about him. KC


Front view of red Ferrari 330 P4 race car with number 21 on hood, featuring low aerodynamic body, curved windshield, and covered headlights, representing classic 1960s endurance racing design

40. Sartorial 330 P4

Christmas Day, 1973, and a six-year-old unwraps a Scalextric set. The cars? Ford GT40 and a swooping, red Ferrari 330 P4. The GT40 was supposed to be mine; the P4 my little sister’s – but that soon became mine too. For sheer late-1960s style, in my eyes there is nothing the sartorial equal of a car that was an update of the preceding P3, powered by a much reworked version of the Franco Rocchi-designed V12 engine. Research during my working life unveiled another gem: the P4’s 1-2-3 domination of the 1967 Daytona 24 Hours was happening while I was being born! MS


Leclerc with Ferrari engineer at pit monitors

41. Terrible strategies

I’m standing in the commentary box opposite the pitlane in Brazil. Everyone knows rain is coming, and you’ll have one qualifying lap to get it right on slicks, but it’s most definitely still dry. The blankets come off and I see Charles Leclerc on intermediates, which instantly gives a flashback to the pre-emptive call Ferrari made with Kimi Räikkönen in Malaysia all those years ago, leaving him sliding around on a roasting hot track on the tyres more suited to the downpour that was coming, but hadn’t yet! It later emerges that Ferrari wanted to do the same with Carlos Sainz, but the Spaniard and his race engineer Riccardo Adami opted to take the decision into their own hands. Watching this scene unfold says as much about Ferrari’s strategy in recent years as the messes with Leclerc in Monaco in 2019 and ’22. Sometimes, you don’t need to overcomplicate things. KC


Ferrari 250 GTO front view

Is the Ferrari 250 GTO the most beautiful car ever made? Many would agree, and it’s a pleasure to drive too

42. 250 GTO: ’60s style

For most ‘car people’ of my generation and probably the two before, I feel that the choice of most beautiful road car ever made lies between a Ferrari 250 GTO and a Jaguar E-type. I absolutely love the lines of the 250 GTO and have been very lucky to have driven an original – and valuable – one around the Goodwood race circuit. The engine sounds absolutely wonderful and that wooden steering wheel and gate around the gearlever just screams 1960s style. Although the GTO version is my favourite, I also love that Ferrari produced a range of 250s including the short wheelbase (immortalised by Stirling Moss) and even convertibles. KC

Ferrari 250 GTO side view


Ferrari crew member in Firestone suit

43. Calm of Schetty

A great mountain-climb contender who won the European championship in the 2-litre flat-12 Ferrari 212 E in 1969, Peter Schetty featured less successfully in the cumbersome ’70 Ferrari 512 S team, before slipping seamlessly into direttore sportivo team management duties for 1971-72. After the often capricious, sometime hilarious, certainly turbulent times under Forghieri and others, Peter’s Swiss calm and competent organisation skills paid off through the works 312 PB season of 1972, when Ferrari won all 10 World Championship of Makes rounds contested. When family textile company duties called for ’73, he retired from the sport. DCN


Vintage Ferrari race cars at Le Mans Hunaudières

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44. Thriller of Reims ’53

Motor Sport billed this Reims classic as The race of the age, at the end of which Ferrari new boy Mike Hawthorn pipped Maserati pair Juan Manuel Fangio and José Froilán González to victory. What was officially known as the ‘Grand Prix de l’ACF’ very nearly started without any Ferraris, owing to a dispute with the organisers regarding the 12-hour sports car race on the same bill. Thank goodness the team relented at the last minute. Of this first world championship grand prix won by a Briton, our report said: “Hawthorn can feel justifiably proud at having beaten the world’s finest drivers. Let us hope that every Englishman is equally proud of his effort.” MS


Niki Lauda smiling in Ferrari racing suit

The latter half of the 1970s was a golden era for the Scuderia, with Niki Lauda winning two F1 world titles

45. Lauda – all-round 1970s hero

To my seven-year-old eyes and ears, the wailing red Ferrari leading the first grand prix I attended – Brands Hatch 1974 – seemed impossibly exotic. And when, on looking at the programme mugshots, I saw that the driver was a young man rather than a grizzled veteran, I became a fan of Niki Lauda from that day on. What dramas would play out, not only on that July afternoon, but also through the next three and a half years… Lauda, through his relationships with Luca di Montezemolo, Mauro Forghieri and revered mechanic Ermanno Cuoghi, would galvanise Ferrari from a sleeping giant to become 1975 and ’77 world champion. MS


Patek Philippe chronograph with Ferrari heritage

46. Trossi’s watch legend

In May 2008, one of the most remarkable Patek Philippe chronographs ever offered for sale crossed the block at Sotheby’s Geneva – a watch that came to be known as the ‘Trossi Leggenda’ on account of it being sold in 1932 to Count Carlo Felice Trossi. A young, aristocrat driver, Trossi had just been elected president of Scuderia Ferrari and was pictured on the front cover of its periodical wearing his watch over the top of his left shirt cuff. There is little doubt that the image was not just for show: Trossi likely wore his watch at race meetings – yet he managed to preserve it in such good condition that it sold for £1.1m. SDB


Carlos Sainz celebrates Ferrari Formula 1 victory

47. Sainz at Silverstone

Ferrari had arguably the fastest car at the start of a new ruleset. In early 2022 the Red Bull was overweight, Mercedes was bouncing along too much and McLaren hadn’t turned the corner on its resurgence. Charles Leclerc emerged as the title contender for Ferrari but at Silverstone, Carlos Sainz delivered his first pole and victory for the team. It was a tricky race with the weather and tyre choice. In the final phase, ahead of a late safety car restart, Leclerc was in the lead but Sainz was on the preferred and fresher tyres. Inexplicably, the team asked the Spaniard to hold position, which he duly ignored. As the race went green, Sainz pulled off a great move to take a popular feel-good win while Leclerc dropped down the order. KC


Ronnie Peterson racing the Ferrari 312 PB prototype on track

48. Redman: nice boy!

The only time Lancashire’s finest met ‘The Old Man’, Mr Ferrari reached out, squeezed his cheek between thumb and forefinger and beamed, “Nice boy.” Brian repaid the approval by co-driving 312 PBs with Art Merzario to win at Spa and Jacky Ickx at the Österreichring in 1972, then with Ickx again at Monza and Nürburgring ’73. Brian rated the ’72 Ferraris but the ’73 PBs, with little development and unpredictable handling, less so. Perhaps his most vivid memory is of team orders to secure himself and Ickx victory at Nürburgring, Merzario forcibly removed from his second-placed car by the team during a pitstop. DCN


Juan Manuel Fangio racing the Ferrari D50 on Monza banking

49. Myth of Monza ’56

The handover of his Ferrari D50 to Juan Manuel Fangio by Peter Collins at Monza has gone down in history as one of the sport’s most selfless acts. Collins had foregone his crowning as world champion, gifting it to Fangio, whose own car, above, had succumbed to steering arm failure. But it doesn’t quite stack up. Collins, part of a Ferrari team suffering tyre problems due to the concrete Monza banking, would have had to pass the Maserati of Stirling Moss for victory to even equal Fangio’s points total. Motor Sport never acknowledged the act of Collins. “I am not saying that Collins is not a good driver,” sniffed Denis Jenkinson, “but this has been his first season of first-line racing and no one in their right mind would say he was a better grand prix driver than Moss.” MS


Michele Alboreto smiling on the podium holding up a trophy

50. Jean Alesi: Ferrari is a country

“Ferrari is not just a team, it’s a country. You belong to a world where, as soon you are driving for Ferrari, it becomes Italian. Even Lewis [Hamilton], I’m sure they talk to him in Italian, the fans, and adopt him. And it stays forever.

Jean Alesi driving the Ferrari 412 T2 in Canada

Strap into a Ferrari seat and you are forever associated with the marque, says Jean Alesi

“Now it’s been a long time I’m not driving for Ferrari, but when people see me in a paddock, they identify me as a Ferrari driver. There are so many moments in the time you are there, not maybe related to a race, where there is this magic of Ferrari. Even if you are with your girlfriend and having a good time not going fast on the motorway, the police go next to you, they recognise you, and they ask you to go faster.

“Going from Avignon to Maranello I had to stop a lot at the customs in Ventimiglia. Every single time I had to make a racing start!” AC


Close-up of a smiling Michael Schumacher wearing a red cap

Michael Schumacher’s 11 seasons at Ferrari brought five F1 world titles to add to his brace with Benetton

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51. Schumacher turns it all around

I remember hearing about Michael Schumacher leaving Benetton for Ferrari in the middle of 1995 and wondering, “Why on earth would he do that?” Ferrari had won two races in the previous five seasons, while Michael had dominated in 1995, with nine victories. As a simple-minded 11-year-old, I didn’t understand what he was doing but, as an adult looking back, there is no doubt that his legacy is infinitely greater for having delivered those long-awaited successes between 2000 and 2004. Michael wringing the red car’s neck around Monaco or Imola in 1996 in qualifying are awe-inspiring videos that I often look up online. Together with Jean Todt, he built that super-team with Ross Brawn and Rory Byrne. If a leader like Schumacher hadn’t gone to Ferrari and attracted all that top engineering talent, I genuinely don’t know how many more years it would have taken before the team got back to the top. In the 20 years since he left, Ferrari has won just one drivers’ title despite great budget and infrastructure… KC


Enzo Ferrari inspecting a front-engined racing car at Monza

52. Enzo and the rear-engined ‘oxcarts’

Enzo Ferrari was fond of pronouncements: “The ox does not push the cart,” was one favourite. At practice for the 1958 Italian Grand Prix at Monza, above, John Cooper was invited to join Ferrari and French journalist Bernard Cahier for a trackside lunch, a surprise for the Englishman, since Ferrari had recently dismissed him as a mere garagista. “I for one will never build a rear-engine grand prix car,” pronounced ‘Il Commendatore’, according to 1977 book Grand Prix Carpet-Bagger by John Cooper with John Bentley. “You are entitled to your opinion Signor Cooper, but I have the experience.” The rest is history. PG


Front view of the Ferrari-powered Lancia Stratos rally car

53. Stratospheric…

It seems a dream combination: Lancia, a huge force in rallying; engines from Ferrari; a chassis from Giampaolo Dallara, eventually to become motor sport’s dominant customer single-seater constructor. The LC2 of 1983-86 was also a beautiful Group C car, underdog against the Porsche 956/962 steamroller. Lancia’s Stratos rally car, above, had also been powered by Ferrari (the 2.4 Dino V6), but this weapon featured the twin-turbocharged, 2.6 308C V8. Unreliability meant it won just three top-level races but it was so quick. MS


Tony Brooks racing the classic front-engined Ferrari Dino at Reims

54. Brooks: a happy team

F1 runner-up in 1959 with Ferrari, Tony Brooks, had lunch with Simon Taylor in the May 2013 Motor Sport. “Ferrari was always a happy team and the mechanics were fun,” he related. “If you won a race you’d think you’d won the championship. And the drivers, Phil Hill, Dan Gurney, Cliff Allison, we were all competitive but easy-going. Jean Behra did his own thing; he didn’t speak English and his Italian wasn’t good. The longest conversation I had with him is when he tried to persuade me, with gestures, that the Testa Rossa he’d crashed at the Targa Florio was OK for me to take over.” MS


Stirling Moss driving a dark blue Ferrari 250 GT SWB

55. Close shave for Moss

The British superstar’s innate talent was recognised in Italy long before home entrants latched on. Mr Ferrari asked him to sign for 1952, but first offered a drive in the 1951 Bari Grand Prix. Stirling arrived to drive “a foreign car for the first time”. But at Ferrari’s garage he learned Piero Taruffi would be driving instead. Rebuffed, Moss tried David Murray’s private 1949 Ferrari 166, muddled its centre throttle position and crashed. For seven long years he was determined to beat “those bloody Ferraris”. But at Nassau in 1957 his assigned car was damaged, and privateer Jan de Vroom loaned his Ferrari 290 S sports car instead – Moss won two races. He happily drove the Rob Walker/Dick Wilkins 250 GT SWB to win the 1960 Goodwood TT and in ’61 he was victorious again, above. He would have had a Walker-prepared F1 ’sharknose’ for ’62. But what an outclassed disaster that would have been… DCN


A mechanic assembling the unpainted body of a Ferrari sharknose car

56. Form over function

The purity of Ferrari’s purpose, to go racing to win, and to fund racing by selling road cars, was so clear to see. On track, they were beautiful forms with a minimum of sponsor names, simple white numbers and that classic Prancing Horse badge. It mattered how good the cars looked. When the bodies were hand-formed by artisans they couldn’t fail to look great. Particularly, the cars from Mauro Forghieri and John Barnard attracted me because they looked so good. The Ferrari 640 really appealed to me as a designer. Someone described it as “looking like a pebble washed by the sea”. What could be better? PS


Fernando Alonso smiling on the podium holding up a large trophy

57. Alonso’s near-misses

Aside from Felipe Massa, no driver has come as close as Fernando Alonso did to delivering a Formula 1 world championship for Ferrari, and yet fail to do so. The Spaniard looked like a perfect fit when he arrived to replace Kimi Räikkönen in 2010. He won the hearts of the tifosi with victory first time out in Bahrain, only to cede the title to Sebastian Vettel at the Abu Dhabi finale owing to a poor strategy call. He would lose a second final race showdown to the German in 2012. Two years later, and after five fruitless seasons, he departed following a falling out with the management. AC


Niki Lauda driving his number one Ferrari 312 T2

58. Perfection of 312 T2

It was some time in late 1975 when I saw the picture on the front of my uncle’s copy of Motoring News. Ferrari’s new 312 T2 had been launched at Fiorano; upon its sidepods sat Niki Lauda and Clay Regazzoni; between them a white cockpit framed by Italian red-and-green pinstripes; the white radiator ducts; the red ‘deflectors’ ahead of the front wheels. This was exactly how a racing car should look. To its breathtaking beauty were added a Lauda title – and his shocking accident at the Nürburgring in 1976. It raced on into early ’78, Carlos Reutemann adding victory at Rio before the T3 replaced it. MS


Studio portrait of young Mario Andretti wearing his Ferrari race suit

59. Andretti: from Ascari to turbo

“When Alberto Ascari won the world championship in 1952, Aldo [Mario Andretti’s twin] and I were 12. Of course, there was Maserati and so forth, but there was always something magic about Ferrari. We gravitated to Ascari for some reason, and he was our absolute idol.

“In 1954 some friends took us to Monza and the die was cast! And to be honest with you, the impossible dream began. Going to America was a total blessing for us, because we could have never had the opportunity that we had there.

“I first met Mr Ferrari at the 1969 Monza 1000Kms, when I was teamed up with Chris Amon. in practice I dinged the front end, just the bodywork, but I thought, ‘Oh, no.’ As I pulled into the pits he had a smile on his face. I found this out later – he never faulted a driver that falls out. He knew you were trying.

Mario Andretti waving on the podium with the Questor GP trophy

After Mario Andretti’s win for Ferrari in the 1971 South African GP, he followed it up with victory here in California’s Questor GP

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“So I had a relationship with Ferrari, and I asked if they’d be interested in me joining the F1 team in ’71. South Africa was the first race, and I won that. The Questor GP – I’ll tell you what, I won that race against Jackie Stewart. Jackie was the man! The 312 B was a good car – the balance it maintained. I could not afford to go F1 racing full-time. After I won South Africa and the Questor GP, Enzo called me at the factory and said, ‘This is all yours.’ And I couldn’t. Not that I dwelled on that, but deep down, I felt the responsibility – I had a young family.

“The one thing that I always held dear about Enzo was that we spoke directly. None of the drivers ever dealt directly with him, except for me, and that’s what I loved.

“In 1982 he called and asked me to do Monza and Vegas. I said ‘Yes’ in a nano-second! I was out of F1 that whole season, and I had never driven an F1 turbo. It felt good. I realised I was on pole because people started running on the track. I figured something good must have happened! In the race I lost a turbo, but at least I got a podium.

“To me, there was something surreal about Enzo, and just the fact that we could speak directly to one another calmly and so forth, and understand each other, was just something I always held so dear. I’m so happy that at least I had those moments.” AC


AF Corse team owner Amato Ferrari wearing headphones in the pitlane

60. AF Corse: endurance enablers

Batti Pregliasco, Team manager

“I think sometimes it’s easy to not realise just how much Ferrari means to people, particularly in Italy but all over the world. When you consider that the Ferrari and AF Corse story is now over a quarter of a century old and has raced in so many championships and achieved a great deal, it holds a cool place in the story of the Prancing Horse.

“I raced myself and was also working with the Ferrari Challenge and developing the Ferrari 360. But the switch to endurance racing with the factory came in 2000/2001 when Antonello [Coletta], together with the management of Ferrari, decided to push the endurance side.

“Antonello is a key figure in Ferrari in endurance, and the other key person is Amato [Ferrari], because his team was able to deliver a service in a higher level of professionalism.

“Sports car racing is a significant chapter of 75 years of history at Ferrari. Ferrari is creating these amazing things like the recent Le Mans wins and the WEC title, while also running many cars in championships around the world.”

Portrait of smiling Ferrari endurance chief Antonello Coletta

Giuseppe Petrotta, Managing/Technical Director

“I worked with Osella in F1 in the 1980s and then joined Ferrari in 1991. As an Italian, Ferrari is in my soul. It means a great deal to be representing the brand all over the world and I know all my colleagues at AF Corse feel the same way. When we decided to take the decision to do the Hypercar project with the 499P, it was based on a crew of people from AF Corse and some Ferrari engineers. I think the history that Ferrari had achieved made it realistic for everybody to decide to go into Hypercar. Nobody could imagine something like the results we got, because winning Le Mans in the first year and then the championships [in 2025] is something very special. SS


Side profile view of a classic red Ferrari 288 GTO

61. The thrilling 288 GTO

The 288 GTO was unveiled at the Geneva Salon in March 1984 with the numbers standing for 2.8 litres and eight (turbocharged) cylinders, and the letters for Gran Turismo Omologato. Longer and wider than the far tamer 328, its engine sat longitudinally with the five-speed transaxle and limited-slip differential mounted behind it – a classic race car layout. At the time, the 288 GTO was the most powerful road car Ferrari had ever offered, producing around 400bhp in standard tune, but capable of being tweaked to more than 600 in full race trim. With a top speed of around 190mph, it was probably the quickest street-legal car you could find in 1984 and remains both thrilling and usable today. SDB


Carlos Reutemann racing the Ferrari 312 T3 ahead of Niki Lauda

62. Reutemann magic

Carlos Reutemann, a Ferrari driver in 1977 and ’78, was my childhood hero all those years ago and he bewitched me as much for his enigmatic lapses in form as for the scintillatingly dominant performances that made me forgive him all his frailties. I was at the 1978 British Grand Prix at Brands Hatch, jumping to my feet as, before my awe-struck eyes, he hurled his gorgeous Ferrari 312 T3 past archrival Niki Lauda’s Brabham BT46 to victory. It was a magnificent drive – and, more than that for me at least, the freeze-frame image of that brave and brilliant passing manoeuvre is and will always be a memory indelible in my mind’s eye. MB


Enzo Ferrari shaking hands with carrozziere Pinin Farina turns out nicely

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63. Pinin Farina’s intro

In 1951, when Pinin Farina invited Enzo Ferrari to the Cavallino San Marziano in Tortona, equidistant between Turin and Modena, he found him “closed as a walnut, disdaining the bonds the world proffered”. But the genial carrozziere prised him open, “using the common language of the machine shop and the background music made by engines on a test bench”. As Ferrari observed, they were a perfect fit: “One of us was looking for a famous and beautiful woman to dress, and the other was looking for a world-class couturier to dress her.” Just one month later, at the Paris Salon d’Auto, their first effort, the 212 Inter Cabriolet, was revealed. Ferrari’s collaboration with Pininfarina would long outlive both men. PG


Valentino Rossi sitting inside a Ferrari Formula 1 car during testing

64. Rossi’s bid for F1

When Michael met Valentino at Valencia’s Circuit Ricardo Tormo in January 2006, the chill of winter was eased by the luminosity of twin megastars. Ferrari was running a full pre-season test for its seven-time champion Michael Schumacher, alongside a fact-finding programme for the equally stellar Valentino Rossi, who continued his flirtation with a career switch from motorcycles. Rossi steered a 2004 Ferrari, its 3-litre V10 dialled down to mimic outputs of the 2.4-litre V8s mandated for ’06. He was scrappy – multiple spins – but quick. “Hats off to you for courage,” wrote Jarno Trulli in an open letter to Italy’s La Gazzetta dello Sport. AR


Jody Scheckter waving on the podium holding a bouquet of flowers

Jody Scheckter, hand raised after a win at Zolder in 1979; he’d take the title at Monza

65. Scarlet Scheckter

One season in scarlet was all it took for Jody Scheckter to become a Ferrari world champion. By 1979, this former firebrand had mixed pugnacious pace with composure to create a blend potent enough to lead the marque to a title double. His 312 T4 was long in the tooth and already losing out to either turbo power or ground-effect aero. But the flat-12 had grunt and reliability to deliver three wins apiece for Jody and Gilles Villeneuve. The sweetest came at Monza, where Ferrari secured both championships: “Gilles was behind me and there was still a chance that he could win the title, but he gave me his word that he wouldn’t try to pass and he had more integrity than anyone else I’ve ever met.” AR


Portrait of driver Andrea Bertolini in his AF Corse Ferrari suit

66. Andrea Bertolini’s dream job

“When I was growing up, I could hear the cars testing at Fiorano if the wind was in the right direction, even inside our family apartment. We lived six kilometres away. I could tell if it was a V12 or a V10. I didn’t have any choice but to fall in love with Ferrari. But it was a good choice, I think.

“Back then, Fiorano was more open than it is now; there was a fence rather than a wall around it. The tifosi would build these structures, like castles, to be able to see the cars better. When I was a kid, if my dad had a spare hour in the afternoon, he would take me to the track to watch. They used to say on the local radio who was testing that day. That’s how we would find out if an F1 car was running.

“I loved watching and listening to the cars, and every lap I would wave to the driver. I remember when I was about 10 or 11, Michele Alboreto was testing. It was probably 1984 or ’85. On his in-lap at the end of the day, Michele waved. Maybe he was waving to everybody, but in my mind he was waving to me and not the 399 other people. The emotion I felt that day was so strong.

AF Corse Ferrari 296 GT3 racing hard on track

AF Corse stalwart Andrea Bertolini has admired Ferrari since his childhood days – here racing a 296 GT3 at Misano in 2024

“Even more emotional was driving an F1 car at Fiorano for the first time in 2000 – it was the 1995 412 T2 – especially when I went through the corner where Michele had waved all those years before. I still feel it today whenever I drive at Fiorano and think of that kid watching from behind the fence. That’s why whenever I am testing, I ask the engineers when the last run of the morning or the afternoon is going to be, and on the last lap of my run, I always wave to the fans. I know what it means to them to have a connection with the drivers.

“When I was testing for the F1 team, the guys who looked after us asked me why I wanted a new pair of gloves every time I drove. It was because at the end of the day I would take out the service car and see the tifosi. If I saw some children, I would give one glove to one kid and the other one to another.

“My dream was to be a racing driver, but to dream to be a Ferrari driver was too big. I eventually did that, though I came to it a different way. My family could not support my dreams, but I got my opportunity through the Ferrari family. And now I have driven almost every type of Ferrari F1 car ever built.” GW


Enzo Ferrari watching track action with arms crossed at Monza

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67. Enzo Ferrari

In Turin, on a freezing night in the winter of 1918, de-mobbed, bereaved, with few skills beyond re-shoeing horses, Enzo Ferrari found himself in the Parco del Valentino next to the Po river. He swept a layer of snow off a bench and lay down. “Overcome by loneliness and despair, I wept.” After that, nothing got in his way, not fascism, nor the Depression, or World War II. A self-identified ‘agitator of men’, he excelled at team management, for Alfa Romeo, and for his own Scuderia. Surveying the bombed ruins of his works in 1945, he resolved to build his own V12 racing car.

The next time he visited the Parco del Valentino, almost 30 years later, it was to see his own car win the 1947 Turin Grand Prix. “I went and sat on that same bench. The tears I shed that day were of a very different kind.” PG


Rubens Barrichello giving a thumbs up in his Ferrari race suit

68. Rubens Barrichello: thumbs up for the F2002

“What I remember from 2002 was being told how much the car would be better. And it corresponded so well when it went to the race track, it was amazing how it developed. They said it was 1.5sec or something faster.

“It was so much better than the 2001 car. It was an amazing achievement. I had a feeling that it was the best ever translation from wind tunnel to track that I had in any car of my life. If you take the Brawn in 2009, the expectations were high, and it beat all that they had in mind. But this 2002 car was accurate. It was like having Monaco wings with a car that flew like on the Monza straight!

Rubens Barrichello driving the dominant Ferrari F2002 on track

Following team orders at Ferrari had a psychological effect on Rubens Barrichello, but he still looks back at the time with fondness

“In Austria people got to know what I was suffering from for a long time. But for me, the main point was that the year before I had to let Michael [Schumacher] by. David Coulthard won the race, and they made me change places with Michael, for him to go second. At the end of the race, I went to talk to them, and I said, ‘If I was winning would you have asked the same way?’ They said, ‘Never. We would never ask you to leave first place.’ I said, ‘OK’.

“That was exactly what happened the year after, and that’s what bothered me, more than anything else. What I eventually found out was that it was written in Michael’s contract, but not in mine. In mine, there wasn’t anything that said you’ve got to let him by. So that’s why I eventually decided that I was going to do it in front of everyone.

“Obviously, the one that suffered the most was me, because it was tough, psychologically, to see that people didn’t follow their hearts or their words that day. I’ve always been more emotional, and less rational. And for me, it matters what people say. It’s almost like I don’t have a contract for so many things, for me it’s done by words. For me, it was tough. I feel honoured that I was part of Ferrari. I kept saying they will see my work and then they’re going to let me do whatever I think is achievable. Then I saw that it wasn’t going to happen. That’s why I left. But it was one of the best things that ever happened to me.

“It was just that Michael Schumacher had this protection at Ferrari. And I saw that I wasn’t going to get any further. So I said, ‘OK, the time has come, and then I will leave.’ But I had the best time of my life for sure, because it was something else.” AC


Alain Prost navigating a corner in the beautiful Ferrari 641

69. The semi-auto 641

In 1989, Ferrari attempted to strike back at McLaren’s dominance, and John Barnard’s 640 pioneered the semi-automatic gearbox and paddle shifts in F1. Unreliability cost results and, the following year, Barnard was gone, but he and the team had already penned the 641, which in my opinion is the most beautiful F1 car of all. Alain Prost fought a brilliant campaign against Ayrton Senna. The title battle ended in the gravel at the first corner in Japan, but the 641 signed off with a double podium in Adelaide after Ferrari’s most competitive season since ’82. KC


Phil Hill smiling while sitting in his Ferrari sharknose car

70. Hill’s climb to glory

Like Dan Gurney, Phil Hill, below, was a product of a flourishing US West Coast sports car scene of the 1950s at the wheel of Ferrari machinery. Little could he guess that by 1961 he would become his nation’s first world champion in F1 machinery. Hill’s tragic title, clinched at Monza when team-mate Wolfgang von Trips lost his life, was assured with the last of what would be just three points-paying grand prix wins. His sports car success with Ferrari easily outweighed this, capped by three Le Mans 24 Hours wins (1958, ’61, ’62) with Belgian great Olivier Gendebien. MS


Gilles Villeneuve driving the ultra-clean Ferrari 126 C2 on track

71. The ultra-clean Ferrari 126 C2

Is the 126 C2 the best-looking Ferrari F1 car ever? It certainly was to my 15-year-old eyes. The ultra-clean lines of the Harvey Postlethwaite-designed machine ingrained themselves a place deep in my psyche even before the tragedy of the 1982 season unfolded. It should have won more than just the constructors’ title; one or other of Gilles Villeneuve or Didier Pironi would, to my mind, have become world champion in what was the best package that year. There were two wins for Pironi and one for Patrick Tambay. Yet no matter how good it was, the 126 C2 is, most of all, a thing of beauty. My eyes still tell me that today. GW


Front view of the distinctive Ferrari 156 Sharknose race car at Monaco with a mechanic working on it

Carlo Chiti’s Ferrari 156 ‘sharknose’ made its world championship debut at Monaco in 1961

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72. The 156 shark attack

A year after Scuderia Ferrari at last adopted rear-engined design, Carlo Chiti developed ’sharknose’-bodied successors for the new 1961 1.5-litre Formula 1. He also perfected a new 120-degree V6, lighter than not only the 65-degree Dino unit but also the rival British four-cylinder Climax FPF. Drivers Phil Hill, ‘Taffy’ von Trips and Richie Ginther were joined by Giancarlo Baghetti and later Ricardo Rodríguez. Baghetti’s car was run by the Federation of Italian Teams, and its ’sharknose’ won its debut Syracuse GP. At Naples he won again… and in the French GP he sensationally won too. Sharknoses qualified on pole everywhere they went but Monaco, where Moss took victory for Lotus. Poor von Trips lost his life at Monza, where Hill became the sport’s first American world champion. Sharknoses raced on through 1962, but could not match the latest British V8s from BRM and Climax. No original cars survive. DCN


Ferrari technical director Mauro Forghieri wearing a headset and sunglasses on the pit wall

73. ‘Furia’ Forghieri

Nicknamed ‘Furia’ by Ferrari’s technical staff, Mauro, right, was effectively a rookie engineer – son of long-serving Ferrari machinist Reclus Forghieri – given a unique chance by ‘The Old Man’ when preceding direttore tecnico Carlo Chiti was fired late in 1961. Then only 27, Forghieri learned apace, benefitted from the backing of veteran consultant engineer Vittorio Jano, and repaid Mr Ferrari’s faith many times over. But as an intensely hard worker utterly dedicated to his role, Forghieri always had an extremely short fuse. Even Mr Ferrari himself could become the target; Furia was also fearless if he felt criticism was due. Sometimes it was not. As The Old Man aged and fresh engineering blood was brought in, the love affair waned and Mauro sought new horizons, with both Lamborghini and Bugatti. DCN


Alberto Ascari driving a Ferrari 500 on a cobblestone track section

74. The 500’s dominance

When Alfa Romeo opted out of racing at the end of 1951, the FIA swapped world championship status to unsupercharged 2-litre Formula 2 for 1952-53. Alberto Ascari, below, and Ferrari’s four-cylinder 500s ran riot. These Aurelio Lampredi-designed cars dominated, with 30 wins from 33 races entered, 81 finishes from 109 starts, Ascari becoming the first double world champion driver through 1952-53. At least six, possibly seven, works 500s appeared, plus five Starlet customer cars. All but one were later uprated as 2.5-litre Ferrari 625s for the new F1 of 1954-57. Simple and effective – these cars cemented the infant Ferrari marque’s reputation. DCN


Studio shot of a classic bright yellow Ferrari 365 GTB/4 Daytona Berlinetta with its reflection on a polished dark floor

75. 365 GTB/4 Daytona

There are faster Ferraris, rarer Ferraris, and certainly more technologically sophisticated Ferraris, but few possess the operatic charisma of the 365 GTB/4 Daytona. It arrived at a time, 1968, when the mid-engined 1966 Lamborghini Miura had already begun to make front-engined supercars look a bit old-fashioned, yet still it embodied everything Maranello stood for: speed, style and unapologetic excess. Its long, tapering bonnet concealed a masterpiece of a Colombo V12 engine, while its taut but aggressive lines aft of its A-pillar spoke of intent rather than ornamentation. When I first saw one, aged 12, I asked the owner if he’d give me a spin in it. He did, hurling it and me around empty West Sussex B-roads. It is possible that I have never been happier. MB

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Ferrari is a brand with a mystique like no other. One of, if not the most recognisable, automotive manufacturer of them all, the Prancing Horse, or cavallino rampante, has grown to become more than just a car badge; it’s a representation of history, sporting success, power, status, passion, precision engineering and a whole lot more.

Perhaps the most wonderful thing about Ferrari is not the cars themselves, but the stories and the intrigue behind them. In Enzo Ferrari the company had a figurehead that nobody outside of his immediate circle really knew. A towering personality with a volcanic temperament who could dictate and manipulate his way to success. But Enzo was also a tortured soul who cared more than he would likely wish to admit. ‘Old Man’ Ferrari was an enigma of the sort we’ll never again see in the car world, but his reputation has no doubt infused each of his company’s products with something extra special.

Whether its screaming grand prix cars, evocative road racers, precision prototypes or luxury cruisers, Ferrari has form in all areas. While it has given rise to some of the world’s greatest four-wheeled wonders, Ferrari has also been a haven, or a hell, for some of motor racing’s greatest personalities. It is this sort of chequerboard history that keeps us writing about Maranello to this day.

It’s been almost half-a-decade since our last Ferrari special edition, and we’ve covered much ground since. This updated version of Ferrari: Race to Road therefore includes more recent features as well as those that appeared in the original, retelling some of the finest stories from The Scuderia and beyond.

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A short drive from the Chirnside farm where Jim Clark grew up is Duns, a small market town in the Scottish Borders that has been home to the Jim Clark Motorsport Museum since it was opened by Sir Jackie Stewart in August 2019. Here you will discover an array of historic Clark artefacts, from original racing cars to trophies, overalls and posters.

Several of Clark’s competition cars take centre stage including the Lotus 33 R11 which made its first appearance for practice at the 1965 Race of Champions at Brands Hatch. He went on to race R11 in a number of GPs that year, clinching his second world championship at the Nürburgring in August. Clark’s most notable racing achievement in R11 was winning the British Grand Prix. The line up of cars on loan changes regularly so make sure you check the website to see what gems are currently on display.

Another aspect of the museum is a hoard of more than 130 trophies, medals, cups and various items of racing memorabilia that are displayed in the Jim Clark Room – which pre-dates the museum. It is a memorial space that has been in existence since 1969 and has been visited by a number of racing drivers down the years – including Ayrton Senna. The silverware is a gift from Clark’s parents for public display and charts the champ’s career from his early successes in the Berwick & District Motor Club and Border Reivers and on to his F1, F2, saloon car and sports car triumphs.

Lotus Cortina BJH 417B, alongside original Clark racewear and other memorabilia

Lotus Cortina BJH 417B slots in to its temporary home, alongside original Clark racewear and other memorabilia

Although Clark was never one to seek the cameras, he was nevertheless one of the most-photographed sportsmen of his generation and images are a major part of the museum experience. There are also films on touchscreen cinema to transport visitors back to the 1960s racetrack, as well as interviews with mechanics, friends and family.


The museum is now open Mon-Sat 10am-4.30pm (closed Wed), Sun 1pm-4.30pm. The bistro is open Tue-Sun 10am-4pm.

Visit jimclarktrust.com or contact The Jim Clark Museum, 42 Newtown Street, Duns, Scottish Borders, TD11 3AU. Tel: 01361 883960. The museum has a 5-star Visit Scotland Award and won the Collection category at the 2019 RAC Historic Awards.

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The sun is breaking through to the east of Gleneagles railway station. There’s the occasional car passing on the A9, some 200 metres to the west, but it’s still quiet enough to hear the starlings and pigeons. Until, that is, the dawn chorus is broken by a popping, banging, four-cylinder motor.

Around the corner comes the unmistakable Ermine White and green flash of a Lotus Cortina. A waiting van driver looks on in amusement – it’s not every day you see one of Ford’s finest here in the Highlands. What he may not have known, though, was exactly which car this was. Or who was now behind the wheel.

This is BJH 417B, Jim Clark’s 1964 British Saloon Car Championship-winning Lotus Cortina. In typical Clark style, he won his class in every round he entered that year, and even won three races outright when the quicker Galaxies faltered. His results in this little Cortina were superb: Oulton Park (twice) and Crystal Palace – first in class and first overall; Snetterton, Brands Hatch and Goodwood – first in class and second overall; Aintree and Silverstone – first in class and third overall. It was utter domination.

Three-time Indy 500 winner and four-time IndyCar champion Dario Franchitti pulls up by the early 20th century railway station with a cheery, “Morning mate!” Dario is a self-confessed Jim Clark nut and this Cortina is one of his most prized possessions, something he spent many years pursuing. The mission today is simple: deliver BJH 417B to the newly extended and refurbished Jim Clark Motorsport Museum in Duns, two hours to the south. This is prime Clark territory as, after being born in Kilmany, Fife, he moved to Edington Mains Farm just outside the pretty Borders town of Duns.

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Chapman’s special saloon feels perfectly at home on these sweeping country roads

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“I’m not 100 per cent sure that you’re going to fit,” says Dario looking back at the Cortina, wary that the Formula Junior seats were not made for my 6ft 7in frame. Relief. I can get in, even if it looks as though Dario is giving a lift to Harry Potter’s Hagrid.

Bar the Formula Junior seats, the interior is as you’d expect – rear seats, a minimal dash, no carpet and no seat belts. To the left of my shin, or most people’s knee, is the windscreen washer bottle. “This steering wheel was favoured by Jim,” Dario says as I’m looking around. “It’s the one he liked to have in his cars. It’s really flimsy, but it feels good. The steering is actually quite heavy because it has a load of castor. If you pull away from a junction with a lot of lock on, you have to give it some throttle so that it doesn’t stall.”

Is that because he needs to go to the gym a bit more often? “Probably correct,” he says. “I don’t frequent the gym nearly as much as I used to.”

We head off onto the A9, bypass Stirling on the M9 and then head around Edinburgh, eventually splitting off the ring road onto the A68. After a stop for fuel, we get onto the A-roads that will take us to Duns and the Cortina starts making sense. The car is running better – it’s been sitting idle for a while – and Dario’s face lights up as two lanes become one ahead of us.

Franchitti investigates minor oil filler leak

Hands-on maintenance: Franchitti investigates minor oil filler leak, but that apart, BJH 417B completed its two-hour journey without a hitch

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“These are the roads he would have driven in his Cortina road car – 550 VAR,” Dario shouts over the noise of the engine, “and I guess, at times, they would have tested the D-type around here. The Aston Martin DBR1, too. If it needed some modifications or had a problem in the race before, they would have taken it on these roads and given it a wee clean-out. To be driving this car, on these roads, is really something special. It just feels… right.”

I’d never sat in an ex-Clark car before, so the mixture of this Cortina, these roads and this location are enough to send my mind spinning back to the early ’60s – an age of no speed limits, plus the chance of seeing world champion driver Jim Clark out testing in some exotic machinery.

Peeling off the A68 onto the A697, we pass The Lodge at Carfraemill. “This is where Jim and the guys from the Border Reivers team would stop after races either to commiserate or, more often, talk about their win,” says Dario, offering a small glimpse into his astonishing knowledge of all things Jim Clark. “A pretty neat part of history. Now the roads from here to Duns get really cool.”

Having not spent much time in road cars with professional racing drivers, the Cortina trip was an eye-opener. Apexes were hit with zero fuss, while braking, changing gear and accelerating were effortlessly smooth. It was initially quite alarming how close Dario would get to cars as he overtook them, but the throttle was always kept steady, there was never a panic. I guess that’s what happens when you spend your career inches away from 20 other cars on an oval, at average speeds of more than 200mph…

We made good time, despite a diversion, and pulled into Duns on schedule. There was a small amount of relief on Dario’s face – despite a tiny oil leak from the oil filler cap, BJH 417B didn’t miss a beat. At the museum, a camera crew, two photographers and various journalists were waiting for him and the car. I made myself scarce and capitalised on a chance to look around the soon-to-open (at the time of writing) museum while everyone else was outside.

The Jim Clark Motorsport Museum was formerly merely a ‘room’, which opened in 1969. It had welcomed more than 300,000 visitors, including Ayrton Senna, before the decision was made six years ago to expand the site. The single room was filled to the rafters with trophies and Ben Smith, one of the three Jim Clark Trust trustees, admits that only a few were ever on display at a time. The £1.6 million museum extension will rectify that.

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When we arrived, boxes were still being unpacked below the Lotus green lampshades, and much of the memorabilia was being carefully assembled for display. Three walls of one area were covered with the aforementioned trophies. “You could spend a whole morning just in there,” Franchitti says between filming duties.

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What the extension aids is the journey through Jim Clark’s life, from quiet farmer to Indy 500 domination. Films can be played via touchscreen menus and the space available for cars means that Dario’s Cortina will be joined by Clark’s grand prix-winning Lotus Type 25/R6.

Ian Calder, one of the trustees, and Jim Clark’s nephew, has been at the forefront of the renovations. “Originally the Scottish Borders Council wanted to move the museum to an old high school along the road,” he says. “It was quite far out of town and it was Sir Jackie Stewart [the honorary president] who said that it would be perfect here. Over the last few weeks it’s been all hands to the pump and there are still lots of things to finish. When it opens, it’ll be tickety-boo. The job of the trustees [Ian, Ben and Doug Niven] is now to keep it alive for the next 30-40 years, and we have plans on how to do that. The North West 500 [a Scottish road trip] has been a huge success and we’re looking at a similar route around the Borders.”

One of the star exhibits will be a gold and silver helmet, presented to Jim Clark after his 1965 season. The third-scale helmet is covered in jewels: an emerald to indicate home, and rubies around the ‘world’ for each race that he won that year. It is truly a one-off, and just to recreate it, without any of the history, would be nearing six figures.

“The helmet is going to be amazing,” says Dario. “When I came here a month or so ago, I was chatting to the trustees and they were saying: ‘Where is that helmet?’

“‘I don’t know, is it at your house?’

“‘I’m not too sure. Isn’t it in a bank vault?’

“Turns out it was at someone’s house! The cars are obviously cool, but the helmet really stands out.

“I remember coming to the Jim Clark room after my first Indy win [in 2007]. It just felt like something I should do. I wanted to come and have a look, reconnect with it. I jumped in the car, blasted down, wandered around on my own and went home. It was good, but this is on a different level.

“Of all the stuff in here, his Indy memorabilia has a special connection to me. There’s his Indy suit on display along with his Rookie jacket. Then his Indy helmet, plus the winner’s plaque you were given up until the mid-1980s. After that you were given a ‘Baby Borg’ [the Borg Warner Trophy being the main silverware] and some of the earlier winners have asked if they can have one. I presented 1963 winner Parnelli Jones with his in 2012.

“When I saw Jim’s face on the Borg Warner Trophy after my first win, someone captured it on film. We had returned to the circuit the day after and I was severely hungover. I saw his likeness and that was the moment I realised I was going to be on the trophy with him.”

As we carry on walking around the museum, Dario keeps spotting pieces that strike a chord. “There’s one of the Indy bricks… I love the Indy stuff as it’s so familiar. It’s amazing what you get nowadays. I have a gold gun at home, a Winchester, although it had to be deactivated. It’s gold! It’s literally gold!” I suggest Dario should be giving guided tours around the new museum. He laughs, “That’s my retirement sorted!”

The Jim Clark Motorsport Museum is simply a ‘must visit’. The ‘soft’ opening was on July 11 [2019], while a grander commemoration, with Jackie Stewart, was held in late August.

What would Jim Clark have made of it all? He’d probably wonder what all the fuss was about.

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In an ideal world, Ford had hoped Jim Clark would be free to drive one of its new P68 sports-prototypes, which Alan Mann Racing was running in the Brands Hatch 6 Hours. Lotus commitments prevailed, however, so Bruce McLaren and Mike Spence shared the Ford while Clark and team-mate Graham Hill decamped instead to Hockenheim, to drive a brace of Type 48s in the opening round of the European F2 Championship.

They had little to gain.

As part of the established elite – ‘graded drivers’, as they were labelled at the time – they weren’t eligible to score championship points, but were very useful benchmarks for the rising stars against whom they were competing: Jean-Pierre Beltoise, Henri Pescarolo, Kurt Ahrens, Chris Lambert and Piers Courage featured at the sharp end of the grid, while future FIA president Max Mosley was also a participant, albeit towards the back of the field.

Clark qualified only seventh, 2.4sec from Matra driver Beltoise’s pole time, hampered by a string of metering unit drive belt failures and the fact rivals’ Dunlop rubber conferred an advantage over the Firestones Lotus was contracted to use. Hill was even farther adrift, in 15th.

The race began in damp, slippery conditions and by lap five Clark – leading the 1968 world championship, after winning the opening race in South Africa three months beforehand – was running only eighth. That’s when he slid off the track and into trees that had yet to be protected by anything so sophisticated as barriers.

The car was torn apart and he died instantly.

Speaking to David Tremayne for a feature commemorating the 25th anniversary of the Scot’s death, in the April 1993 edition of Motor Sport, Clark’s mechanic Dave ‘Beaky’ Sims said, “Jimmy didn’t like Hockenheim at all. He complained how dangerous it was. He and Graham were talking over dinner one night and he said, ‘Anyone who goes off into the trees hasn’t a chance.’ He reckoned it was mad, absolutely hideous.”

Jim Clark Memorial, Hockenheim

Today there is a large memorial to Clark at Hockenheim

In his account of the event, Motor Sport’s Andrew Marriott wrote, “The Hockenheim Formula 2 race was certainly the most tragic event in British motor racing history and any report of the meeting must be coloured by Jim Clark’s death. The national newspapers who gave it so much space hardly found time to mention the winner and called it a minor race. In fact, it was the first round of the 1968 European Formula 2 Championship and attracted a top-class field.

“Clark’s Lotus left the road on a slight curve that the drivers were taking flat out [about 160mph] despite the conditions and the only reason for his accident that occurs to me is that the engine cut out, as it had done occasionally during practice due to  a trouble that was never found.”

Sims: “I got a lot of the blame in the national press, ‘Mechanic leaves wheel nut loose,’ that sort of accusation. The German press really blamed me…”

Forensic investigation of the wreckage eventually proved that there had been no mechanical failure, but that the right rear Firestone had deflated suddenly as the result of a slow puncture. Centrifugal force had been enough  to keep the depressurised tyre in place on the previous straight, but lateral loads through the gentle curve had been enough to pop it from the rim – and even a driver of Clark’s preternatural ability was unable to control the consequences.

The May 1968 edition of Motor Sport contained no formal obituary, but just a lovely portrait of a smiling Clark and a simple message: “Mere words are inadequate to express our feelings…”