top of page
  • Writer's pictureRay B.

Ice Cream Drive

It was mid-July, a record hot day. Antonio had left early to train for the upcoming marathon, while his friends were recovering from last night's partying. He took his Ferrari 458 Italia Spyder for a hand wash at the local carwash, and watched people while waiting. Afterwards, he went to an Italian gelato in South Beach, and left the top down since it was only for a few minutes. As he returned to his car, two beautiful girls were sitting in it.


The girls introduced themselves, and said they had never been in a Ferrari and wanted a ride. Antonio was happy to oblige, and they both sat on the passenger seat. They drove around town, with the girls enjoying the speed and luxury of the car. They were impressed by the leather seats and the sound of the engine.


As they reached Antonio's place, he invited the girls to come in for a drink. They accepted, and they spent the evening talking and laughing. One of the girls was from out of town, and Antonio showed them some of the best spots in Miami. They went to a rooftop bar, a beach club, and even did some night swimming at a private pool.


As the night ended, the girls thanked Antonio for the unforgettable experience. They said they had never met someone like him, who was both a gentleman and a daredevil. Antonio smiled, feeling grateful for the wonderful evening they had shared. They exchanged numbers, and the girls promised to call him if they ever came back to Miami.


As Antonio went to bed that night, he realized that this story would not have happened if he didn't go in his Ferrari. It was more than just a car, it was a symbol of luxury, adventure, and style. And it had given him an experience that he would never forget.




2 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Comentarios


bottom of page