JP:
<span style="font-weight: bold">The Italian Tune Up -- </span>(from the <span style="font-style: italic">Alfa Romeo Owner's Bible</span> by Pat Braden)
"You've sunk your next five years' paychecks into this sweet Italian beauty and you're not going to abuse it, by golly. You shift at 2500 rpm and never go over 70 mph. To prove your point, the car needs tuning so often now that if you really put your foot into it you're sure something would explode. That's Italian cars for you.
"Somewhere, right now in Italy, someone's driving exactly the same car as yours. His right foot is pressed firmly to the floor, where it has been for the last three hours. The rubber on the brake pedal shown no perceptable wear. The speedometer and tachometer are both trying to bury themselves offscale. His arms are weary from cranking the wheel back and forth as he negotiates the mountain roads. His eyes gleam and his heart is glad for he has never once had cause to do more than regular maintenance to this thoroughbred of a car that has uncounted kilometers on its engine.
"He's right and you're wrong.
"Alfas don't just like to be driven hard. They <span style="font-style: italic">need </span>it. When your car limps in for service, the plugs are fouled and the oil is so diluted with volatile hydrocarbons that the engine is grinding itself to death. To correct this sorry condition, the mechanic waits until you are just out of earshot and then takes off in your jewel, driving it with an abandon that would give you seizures. After a few minutes at full-throttle and something nearing 100 mph the spark plugs clear and all the junk in the crankcase begins to evaporate. He gets a big grin, you get a bill for $59.95, and the car never ran better."