As a young college student I was given the opportunity to drive my first V12. This was it. It was special. My father had a slew of great cars, Porsches, Bentleys, Alfas and Lancias, but never anything with a V12. As a way to make money in collage, I got a job as a roadie building shows and working on tours. I made more in a day then my friends did all week as waiters and store clerks. I made some great friends and saw some great shows (Stones, Metallica, Pink Floyd, Woodstock 94 etc.). But one memory I will never forget is having my boss throw me the keys to his 1987 Jaguar XJS HE And asking me if I could do the late night drive back home. Out on an open highway, with the accelerator pressed I felt real power. I have driven a V8 Bentley and a 911 before, but this was different. Quiet, lazy and without drama, even at 1500 rpm’s when the hand of God came and pushed it forward to ridiculous speed. The power was turbine like and made a lifelong impression on me.