I’m not a fan of such new supercar tours. I did one earlier this year and the behaviour was awful. Subscribed to all the negative associations non car people have of car people, particularly supercar owners.
The tour was a gentle drive around the local countryside, a mixture of car ages including pre-war stuff. Not enough for one 812 owner who proceeded to blast by on tiny roads with no real planning for the next apex, corner, or indeed one-off pre-war Bentleys that don’t do 0-60 in three seconds, which he nearly buried his Ferrari into.
Saw the owner and, guess what, he subscribed to the stereotype. Short, balding, podgy and, judging by how close he needed to stand near the urinal, the owner of such a pathetic nano dick that I’m surprised he didn’t need a winch and harness to reach the bottom of the urinal.