Perfectly Toasted, Vol. 1

It's the middle of the night. You're driving through the Modena countryside in a borrowed jet black 1987 Ferrari F40 prototype. You gave the overnight security guard at the Ferrari Factory Vault a few hundred euros and promised to be back in an hour.  He went back to sleep. You could make it to Paris by breakfast. You see no other car on the road, and you could easily push past 200... But you decide to slow down.. All the way down.. Barely moving. You turn on the radio.