We all love to be gob-smacked. It’s part of what keeps the hobby fresh and exciting. You know what I’m talking about. We covet those “Holy s@#&, what is that thing?” moments of blissful discovery. These are the flashes of brilliance that nurture us as we move through life and the collector car experience.
Such a moment happened to me some 20 years ago. I was in Southern California visiting an important collection of sports and racing cars and came upon an unfamiliar yet beautiful shape. The car was an ASA 1000GT Coupé and, all at once, I was mesmerized. I had a vague familiarity with the marque, but had never seen an example in the metal until that instant. The collection was packed with much more expensive cars, far more celebrated names, and automobiles with vastly greater power and speed, but there was something intoxicating about the ASA 1000GT Coupé; throughout the afternoon this one car kept pulling me back for look after look.
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