Johnny Goodman

My first auto related recollection is of sitting on the hump (squeezed between my sisters) in the backseat of my father’s Aston Martin DB4 Series 3. It must have been around 1966.

That was the beginning of a lifelong love of beautiful cars.

My father loved cars… all kinds of cars… but he really loved sports cars, which would have been natural for a fighter pilot who flew Spitfires in WWII. He flew up the Adriatic Coast of Italy in 1944 as the Allies advanced and never lost his love of all things Italian.

Before the Aston he owned a super rare Alfa Romeo Giulia Sprint Speciale and even before that a Maserati 3500… but that was before my time and I luckily never experienced sitting on the side of the road with a broken down 3500 – as my brothers did on many occasions!

His favorite car was, however, a Ferrari 365 GT 2+2 – the gentleman’s Ferrari – with factory A/C and power steering and self-levelling rear suspension – many first’s for a Ferrari – and room for two sets of golf clubs in the trunk.

During my teenage years my father and I went everywhere in that car. The rest of my siblings had flown the coop and it was just me and my dad going to golf, or driving to school. What a time for a youngster to be alive… no wonder I love fine and rare sportscars!

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