Make beleive Ferrari worries

I am not ready to commit to a track only car. There, I said it. I think I will in the future but right now I don’t have the space for the car and trailer. Sure, I could put a lift in the garage and find a space for the trailer but I want some time and breathing room to focus on writing the book and getting the Ferrari sold. I also want a short motorsports break. Not a long one mind you, a short one. I would like to spend more time on my bike and if I had the track car I would feel obligated to take it to different events. While I am going to put it off for a few years I do believe a track car will be my next serious car.

While I would have denied it earlier I am now comfortable with admitting that recognition I have entered the middle of my life is at least partially responsible for my purchase of the Ferrari. I can say without equivocation that I will own another Ferrari and that purchase will not be motivated by my mortality. Also, the next Ferrari I buy I plan on keeping for more than one year. Sure, I will have to figure out how to pay for it and where to park it but I know I will have another.

Now, as I get close to parting with the car I am worrying, obsessively, about every odd noise, vibration, or weird smell. Real or imagined. Yesterday was my birthday and despite dodgy weather decided to drive the car to work. On the way home I imagined I smelled burning oil. Never mind that the engine is behind you in the Ferrari I was sure I was burning oil. No the car has never shed so much as a drip on my garage floor. No it has never smelled like oil before but I was already imagining how much it would cost to fix. I admit to having dual motivations here. One, getting a good price for the car. Two, keeping the car longer, who would buy a Ferrari with an oil leak? Sorry, hun have to keep it until I can get it fixed.

Got home, looked over the engine, sniffed it, looked under the car. No trace of oil.