Sometimes amazing achievements are only acknowledged by the warmth of their afterglow 
rather than the fire of their presence. So it was with the Ford Model T, a car that garnered legendary stature after its passing but during its lifespan got no respect.
To be fair, that disrespect grew as the car aged from its launch in 1908 to the cessation of its production in 1927. But even when it made its debut, many assumed the Model T was folly, because they could not imagine there was money to be made by selling a car so cheap. Read more . . .
And just who was ultimately made to pay for it? None other than Enzo Ferrari, the former mechanic turned owner-operator-maestro of the legendary racing empire that bears his name. Though the Italian never acknowledged it, the experience did show him a peculiarly American life’s lesson. Namely, paybacks are a bitch. 
with the young looking verve of Italian brio, that forever-young emblem of the European playboy, has come to terms with age and aging. Ferrari knows you’re getting old. Further more, it has in fact, done something about it. One of its latest in a string of truly remarkable cars recognizes the limitations and advantages of age, and it revels in both. The 
In the land of the free and the home of the brave, cars with a French pedigree have a reputation just slightly south of that reserved for French postcards, but while the postcards do deliver their own precise entertainment value, the cars seem to bring their proprietors little but grief. Peugeot was the last French brand to try to survive in the caldron of the American market, but it was finally drummed out of the country with the same lack of remorse that had followed the death of Citroen’s American adventure and the disastrous tenure of Renault on these shores. 
It didn’t offer revolutionary styling that turned the industry around, nor did it deliver economy or performance that set it apart from its contemporaries. The