Ok, absolutely love my new scud, but there are just a few downsides. So here it goes: The door strap/stop (infuriatingly) has only two detente positions: So minimally cracked open that not even my 6-year old daughter could gracefully exit/enter, or so wide open that the door will hit anything within a 30-foot radius. The engine bay is literally a vortex with its own black-hole like gravity that only applies to tiny, mayhem-causing, hard to see fasteners, clips, washers, sockets, or allen wrenches. I have literally shrieked in horror like an insane person after dropping a washer for the third time into the abyss, and now go to herculean lengths to construct bizarre net-like apparatus (apparatuses?) to catch any errant objects. And, speaking of that engine bay, its hard to look cool when you open your engine hatch after a spirited drive to show off the engine...using an oven mit (that is, until enough remnants of burnt finger skin has built up on the hatch to provide insulation sufficient to permit bare-hand touching). Oh yeah, another point about the engine bay. It simply cannot be good that after every drive it smells like my 12-year pyromaniac son has thrown a barbie doll, empty water bottle, and plastic beach shovel on a pile of smoldering campfire coals. It has literally taken me 4 weeks to fully comprehend (and recall correctly, on demand) the proper functioning of the AC “off button.” I literally had to resort to a mnemonic device to get it to stick (repeat after me: “when off is out, I won’t burn out”). The ECU reset procedure is undoubtedly more complicated than the launch sequence for an intercontinental ballistic nuclear missile: 30 seconds key in ignition, followed by 30 seconds in “on” position, 30 seconds back in “off” position, turn engine on after “Ok” signal (and accompanying horrifying beep), may have to hit key fob button if more than 120 seconds has elapsed up to this point, (in which case you are a moron for not following the sequence with exact precision), making sure no accessories are activated and there are no external inputs to, on, or even in the general vicinity of the car whatsoever (don’t even breathe or pass gas as that will upset the 02 level registration and throttle body calibration) and let idle for exactly 10 minutes while squeezing your hands between your armpits to avoid any impulsive or erratic arm movements that could screw up the sequence somehow. Oh yeah, car must be dead cold during all of this too. You know, the car was around $300k new so I guess a turn signal indicator that actually indicated which indicator is indicating when you want to indicate was probably just barely outside the development budget, or would have taken the purchase price out of the “sweet spot” for most new Ferrari buyers. Its no biggie though…reminds me of my super sophisticated 944…from 1986. Most my friends think I’m a total ****** now, as I feel compelled, despite my better judgment and keen awareness of my own imminent “douchey-ness,” to require my friends who have come to check out the car (or not) to wait while I excitedly remove a lug and force them to “feel how light it is” (because, said in a douchey voice, “it’s titanium you know, hee hee hee”). I bought an article of “Ferrari” branded apparel on ebay. I haven’t worn it yet but I’m starting to muster up the nerve. Apologies to all my Ferrari apparel-loving brethren who have already gotten over this hump….I’m just not there yet (but close, very, close). And finally, every unfamiliar noise, vibration, hesitation or smell prompts an immediate rush to F-Chat to research the no doubt terminal condition, followed by an urgent call to my mortgage broker to set in motion the process of securing an substantial Home Equity Line of Credit.