Ferrari’s once-a-decade supercar has landed, and it’s faster, scarier, and more ridiculous than anything before it.
This story originally appeared in Volume 6 of B.H. Magazine, pre-order your copy of Volume 7 now.
Gripping a steering wheel to find it sopping wet – like a Pat Rafter sweatband after five brutal sets – isn’t something I’ve encountered before. But the journo who’s just climbed out of the Ferrari F80 is dripping from every pore… and honestly, it’s…

