A Sarasota Florida museum of cars

As I was driving south on the main road though Sarasota, my wife spied an auto museum. I turned around, parked, and went in. It was an old place with many neat things. As we walked, there it was: a carbon copy of my beast, same color and same year.
A man was walking around as if he worked there. I started to talk to him. Lo and behold, he was the owner of the 550 as well as many of the other cars on display. He told me his name but I cannot remember it. As we talked, I mentioned I had a mechanic in Orange County California. He asked me his name and I said “Englehart”. He asked, “Larry?” “Yes,” I answered.
Having a mechanic for my car and having someone across the county know who he is makes me think Larry may know something about Ferraris.

 

Classic Car Museum. It is on the south side of town. We were driving south on the main road next to the beach.