На alfabb набрел на интересный пост (https://www.alfabb.com/bb/forums/milano ... -v6-2.html) :
There is something special about a Milano/75 or we wouldn't expend so much effort in keeping them up, let alone tuning them.
Back to apples vs apples. In '91 when I got my Verde, I considered and drove the E30 M3, and the Mercedes 2.3 Cosworth. The M3 handled nicely but made absolutely no power down low and sounded like ****e. The Merc was well screwed together, but lacked power and felt a bit vague. Tried the Ford SHO, and despite the lovely Yamaha engine, the chassis was impossibly floaty. Later while owning the Verde, I also had a MK II VW Jetta GLi 16v. A fine little car, but stock to stock, dynamically it ran out of tricks just as the Verde was getting going. Sometimes we forget what the automotive landscape was like back then.
In the intervening 279,000 miles of driving my Verde all over North America, on roads and race tracks, it's become my companion. Every nuance specific to that car, gives it a character uniquely it's own. Some cars make even inept drivers look good, but Alfas have never done that. My Verde taught me how to manage weight transfer so that whenever I drive people around (in any car), they remark how smoothly I drive. The Alfa gets credit for that.
Today a VW R32 (the nearest thing to an Alfa we can get), does most of my town duty, reserving the Verde for special days. Auto enthusiasts light up when they see the "Arrgh", and I do enjoy the car very much. But when I pull out the Verde and go for a drive, that fine car is virtually forgotten. The experience is fully immersive. In other cars you issue commands via the controls. In the Alfa you must both submit to the flaws and work around them until you are part of the machine. Cajole, coerce, conspire. For sheer mechanical simpatico in 4 door format, it's hard to beat.
It says something that when we considered buying a Ferrari, the thing that pushed us over the edge to get an F355 was that when we drove it, it felt like a low loud Milano with everything dialled to 11. All it took was a spin around the block and I felt like I had always driven one. So utterly familiar in feedback it was uncanny. When we tell people we bought a Ferrari because it reminded us of an Alfa, they look at us strangely, but it's God's honest truth.
