My memories of my great-grandfather who knew Enzo Ferrari
Forget about Rome - Fiorano looked more like Alaska than Italy the day the Formula 1 car was to be unveiled. Despite the fact that I’m not that small myself, I couldn’t see over the white drifts of snow lining the little track ploughed out on the circuit for Massa and Alonso in the FF. What a life: me shivering and shaking on my tod, and the two of them sitting pretty in the four-wheel drive. Good old Montezemolo was right again when he reminded us that the great Enzo Ferrari himself was born in the midst of a terrible snowfall. Where would we be without him? My great-grandfather Pistunzon (a true colossus – he worked in a tractor) told me about it. He said that Enzo’s father only went to register his birth on February 18th 1898 a day or two after the fact, because the snow was so deep he couldn’t get out of the house before that. So, given all that Ferrari achieved in his life time, this snowfall for the birth of the F2012 augurs well. Take my word for it!