Think of how long a week feels these days. It was 2014 when I’d first written about how weird the Maserati Barchetta is — practically a century ago.
Back then, I began by relaying how I’d always thought Maseratis were a joke because the only evidence I had were the Car and EVO reviews I read, mixed with the rusty Biturbos (always Biturbos) far away from roads such as the Col de Turini, poorly land-locked within the square road grid that defines so much of where I grew up in Southwestern Ontario.
Maserati‘s wares can be exceptional, often in the form of a Rubik’s Cube where every square is perfectly laid, but for one that can never be resolved — the deal-breaker.
For a time guided by its then-owner Alejandro De Tomaso and the great designer Marcello Gandini, Maserati was annoyingly close to perfection…
How it arrived at the track day Barchetta (or Stradale, if the owner is into DIY) is a winding tale best started with another of Maserati’s forgotten cars…the Chubasco.
Maserati Barchetta Stradale front view • MaseratiMaserati Barchettas on track — I promise, we’ll get here eventually! • Maserati
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