I FIRST DROVE a car when I was ten. I drove a Citroën 2CV on a private road at my uncle’s house. He lived in the middle of nowhere in the countryside in Tuscany. I remember it so vividly, even today.
But then I was always passionate about cars, which is something I inherited from my father. He was a doctor and was crazy about cars and motorcycles his whole life. When younger he had an Alfa Giulia Spider and used to regale me with tales of the freedom of driving it in the 1960s. He also had a pretty little Lancia Fulvia coupé, and Porsches and BMWs,
