In the era of the speed democracy, we recuperate the art of driving.
Rather than increasing the weight with playstation gadgets to let everybody cruising decently, I dramatically reduce the weight of the car.
We have a manual six-gearbox, racing steel breaks, naturally aspirated engine; the ABS and the Traction Control have two knobs of twelve positions each, that allows to chose as in race, the combination that better suits the driver.
The design of the car is inspired at the time when racing cars were for men, without splitters and wings we achieve a significant ground effect.
The doors are gull-wings to facilitate the access in the car; the cockpit has been studied to be not just comfortable but efficient, the driver seat is different than the passenger one.
The performance of my car is strictly related to the mechanical sensitivity of the driver and eventually expresses precisely the driver real level of speed. For this reason I highly suggest to spend a day with us in the most historical Italian road circuit (Futa and Mugello Stradale) to better understand the entire potential of the prototipo.
My unique voiture pretends to be the only touchable experience of the era when races were associated to the art of driving.
My grandfather and my father were both racing drivers since 1930, I have been a racing driver as well: my first 24 Hours of Le Mans was in 1972 when my father started third overall in the grid and I do remember very well the atmosphere of those days.
All the technicians in my garage are at least the second generation in Motor Sport.
It is possible, as we demonstrate in my racing voiture, to recreate the intensity, the thrill, the commitment, the noise, the flavour of the 1970s Mondiale Marche; the prototipo, entirely made by hand in my atelier and garage, is road legal, registered, with plate number.