![]() ![]() The sight of the Quattroporte - cleaned, fuelled and awaiting our arrival - lifts our spirits, but is nothing compared to the heightened sense of control and personal freedom gained from being handed its shiny blue key, along with a European satnav CD. By the time we've landed and caught a taxi to Maserati's recently revamped HQ, a farcical eight hours have passed since I stumbled blearily out of bed. After being embroiled in chaos at check-in, then having our take-off delayed, in-flight entertainment eventually comes in the form of two medical emergencies, the most serious of which results in the classic cry of 'Is there a doctor on board?' Fortunately, there is. Forli is actually nowhere near Bologna, but its remoteness is a minor irritation compared to the flight itself. As we've arranged to drive Maserati's new Quattroporte Sport GT press car from the Modena factory to the UK, we'll be putting this theory to the test, for all that stands between myself, photographer Dave Shepherd and the brand new Maser is the 0715 Ryanair flight from Stansted to Bologna-Forli. ![]() Continent-crushing abilities are all very well, but surely they belong to a bygone era when fuel was cheap, roads were clear and British Airways charged whatever they liked. When cut-price airlines can fly you to any major European city for less than the price of a tank of petrol, you might think that the role of the classic breed of high-performance, luxury four-door saloon had become obsolete. ![]()
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