This is the second-series Fiat 850 Coupé that I bought in 1986. I owned it only for a short time because even back then some spare parts, especially body panels, were already difficult to find.
It was a fun little car, especially in the summer but in my opinion it had a couple of main drawbacks:
the engine coolant temperature would get quite high, often going over 90°C;
because the car sat very low, at night the headlights of oncoming cars were often right in your eyes.
This is the 1983 Kawasaki 1000 R that I owned back in 2005. I bought it in pretty rough condition and restored it myself, repainting it in the famous Kawasaki Eddie Lawson colors, a replica, but done in my own style.
Beautiful bike, very comfortable riding position, and truly unforgettable. 🏍️
Back in 1982, these photos show me riding in a small club trial race on my SWM TL 320 trial. It was one of those local events where maybe ten of us showed up, all friends, all ready to challenge each other more with jokes than skills.
What I remember most is the atmosphere. We were a group riding different machines: Bultaco, Ossa, Fantic Motor, Aprilia, Montesa, and of course a couple of us on SWMs. The sections were not easy, but the real competition was the laughter and the friendly teasing every time someone struggled on a rock or a steep climb.
One memory always makes me smile. Our friend Pino was also riding a SWM. He had the spirit to try every obstacle, but sometimes things didn’t go as planned. A few times he would start the section with confidence… then stop halfway, shake his head, and basically “throw” the motorcycle forward in surrender. The poor bike would slide or tumble down while we all laughed – including Pino. That was just how those days were: no stress, bikes, and a lot of stories being created.
Looking back now, those small club races were never really about results. They were about the moments, the people, and the passion for riding that we all shared. And honestly, that feeling is still the same today.
This is a 1972 Fiat 500 R that I bought second-hand, in good condition. A typical Italian car of its era, perfect for city driving and short trips. Simple, affordable, and built with no frills – just the essentials that really matter. It was the car of Italian families and was produced in millions of units. Even today, it is admired at classic car club meetings and enthusiast gatherings, where it represents a true symbol of Italian automotive history.
The 1969 Porsche 911 S, which I owned for about ten years. It was my dream car, my absolute favourite of all time. Beautiful, powerful, and demanding a very specific kind of sporty driving due to its rear-mounted, overhanging engine, a layout that gave it a unique balance and character.
That technical peculiarity made it challenging, rewarding, and truly unforgettable behind the wheel. You didn’t just drive it — you learned to respect it.
I took part in several club races and jamboree and wherever it went, it always attracted attention and admiration, both from curious onlookers and seasoned vintage car enthusiasts. A car with a soul, impossible to forget.
1969 Alfa Romeo GT Junior 1300, known in Italy as the “Scalino”, a nickname derived from the small step-like gap along the front edge of the engine bonnet. One of the true sporty Alfa Romeos of its era: elegant, well-balanced, and still highly sought after today, with strong and consistently high market values.
This was my Alfa Romeo GT, which I bought in 2005 in poor condition. These are the only photos I have showing the restoration process, which was never completed because I sold the car quite early. It’s a beautiful and fun car, with that typical, unforgettable “Alfa Romeo” charm.
After the Yamaha TT 600, I bought this Husqvarna, what a difference compared to the Japanese one: lighter, more stable at speed, with an engine that seemed to have endless power. On the downside, it wasn’t very nimble on tight and technical trails. But when you came out of a wide dirt corner… the more throttle you gave it, the more it stuck to the ground! Amazing!