Breakfast was served but I did not have the motive to eat, even though my stomach was rumbling. I was too excited.
We were on our way to Dover which was only about twenty miles from our house. We did not want to take the car to the port so we used a taxi.
We started to sail away from the port after a short wait. I spent most of my time gazing at the powerful and vast sea it just seamed invulnerable to me.
The sail was very smooth and I could not really tell that I was on a ship, apart from the blast of the waves.
We soon arrived in Italy and were escorted from there by a private boat to the back of Lucas’s house.
Lucas accommodated us in his own house, in luxury and comfort.
Every morning we would set out to visit the city’s attractions.
The show was in a day’s time so we had a good rest the day before and did not go out anywhere.
I was very excited when I woke up and as usual I could not eat very much because I had a strange nervous feeling in my stomach which occurred when ever something big was about to happen to me.
Lucas’s limousine arrived in a slow and grand looking way. It looked a bit unusual because it was painted with Ferrari logos all over. Lucas also travelled with us to the race track.
As Lucas guided us through the main gates there was a big roar from the crowded who looked like they had been there for a while.
The atmosphere at the exhibition was full of excitement and activity. A mouth-watering fragrance filled the air as if it was part of the excitement.
As I penetrated through we wild crowd, we found our selves in front of a doughnut stall, with my stomach rumbling with hunger, or perhaps excitement, I had no choice but to ask for a portion.
Finally, we took our seats at the VIP section which had an excellent view over the race track.
The pandemonium of the crowd still had not calmed itself; instead it had turned into a rhythm. Deep inside the enjoyment of my second doughnut, an unexpected stillness and silence caught my attention, everything seemed as if it had come to a halt or been paused. The silence was broken by a stimulating voice, which bellowed a whole load of Italian words followed by an English announcement “welcome to the international car exhibition, pleases stay seated the show is about to begin.”
Following this announcement there was a few minutes of silence before a little ceremony took place.
After that many people entered into the middle of the ground and were introduced as various owners of car brands.
Many fine-looking cars of different natures began enter the ground. They all looked beautiful and attractive. The cars were of top brands including TVR’s, BMW’s, Porsche’s, Lamborghini’s and many others. Lucas told me the he was going to reveal was new one no one knew about and it would be the last car to enter the ground.
The sports cars came to an end thereafter the classics and then the royal Bentley’s, Royal Royce and Limousine’s. The finest car so far that I had seen was the Buggati Veyron which was very broad, spacious and fast looking car, but I still waited to see Lucas’s surprise. Each company had the chance to relate some of its history.
The car that stood before my eyes was gleaming like the sun. It was of a distinctive nature; its silky texture was smooth; its color was a unique red; its body seemed as if it was encaging a wild animal, ready to be freed; its exhaust was blowing as the ground was trembling almost with fear; its lights were like the eyes of a lion, confident and convincing, expressing its power and ability, surely this was a masterpiece. This car was not of an ordinary kind, this car was a Ferrari.
The crowd had been in silence for nearly three or four minutes every one was totally amazed at this site.
The car began to move slowly towards the middle of the ground were it was driven on to the stage and made stationary.
The crowd suddenly began to cheer and clap and the silence was over. I then realized the cheering was because Lucas was entering the ground. He made his way to the stage and once again the there was silence.
At the stage Lucas began his speech which was like the rest but longer and emphasized he gave many thanks to his sponsors and suppliers. The audience listened very attentively. As he spoke formula one Ferrari race cars entered the race track. The first cars had a big logo which “Euro Auto Parts” as soon I saw this I looked at my fathers face, he was jumping with joy. It was his dream for his company to be advertised on Ferrari cars.
Lucas and his men were then called out one by one to announcement table and were awarded with medals, it was Lucas’s turn last and he received a big gold trophy and a certificate. He headed back to the middle where it was announced that Ferrari had won the car of the century award. After the show was over there was a big rush, people were pouring in and out from every direction. We waited until the rush was over, as directed by Lucas. He then came along with his men and took us to the lobby, but he did not take us out. He whispered something in my fathers’ ear and before I knew I was in a formula one Ferrari racing around the track by a world class driver. At first I was scared but I then thought that I would never get chance like this in my life. To sit in a race car was my dream and it was being fulfilled at the age of six.
I could never thank Lucas for the favors and hospitality he gave us and most importantly the dream of mine he fulfilled.
We headed back to Lucas’s house were we spent our last few hours before we departed. Lucas gave me a bag of goodies which was filled with autographs medals and a trophy; this created an exciting journey back for me because I could not wait to tell my friends.
