. Pic s Video Engine bay The Story About 6 months ago I was bored after taking a long break from dating and needing to channel my energy into something. I started window-shopping for a very specific formula: a V8, under 3500lb, convertible, and ma...
. Pics Video Engine bay The Story About 6 months ago I was bored after taking a long break from dating and needing to channel my energy into something. I started window-shopping for a very specific formula: a V8, under 3500lb, convertible, and manual. Why? Two reasons: one, I've been obsessed with flat plane crank V8s for a very long time, like most gearheads. It started when I bought my 7800RPM redline Cayman 4 years ago and it only got worse from there. The second reason for chasing the above formula was the specific taste I developed after thousands of track and canyon miles in my two cars (ND2 Miata, 981 Cayman S PDK). I've unashamedly touted my Miata as the best car I've ever driven to this day, over any Porsche, American muscle/sport, Ferrari, BMW, or Lamborghini I've laid my hands on. And the reason why, in oversimplified terms because I've beaten this horse to death, is sheer tactile sensation and connectedness. Inputs and feedback feels like an extension of the brain, you feel everything the car and road has to give. I could not give less of a shit about objective performance, to me fun is derived from the tactility and responsiveness felt in the seat. So I needed a manual that actually felt \*good\* to shift, and a convertible. With the above reasons in mind, I set out to drive a handful of my childhood dream cars and walked away sorely disappointed. I vaguely landed on the idea of buying an F430 and dumping a ton of money into it to manual swap it but the cost would be more than what I'd want to stomach for several years at least and I didn't particularly enjoy driving the F430 in stock form. But then I happened across a Craigslist post with extremely crappy pictures and only about 100 characters in length advertising a well serviced factory gated manual Ferrari 360 spider in shouty yellow. It was only 10 minutes away from me, so I took a chance and called the number. I thought the 360 wasn't really a looker and given how community sentiment always overlooked it, I wasn't enthused. But I figured what the hell, at least I'd finally see my first 360 in person. The first 45 minutes told me the following: The ergonomics and interior is spartan, which spoke to me immediately. No flash or visual noise. just a ton of bare metal, a steering wheel, giant gauges and a giant shifter. And the smell of old Italian leather and whatever other fumes creeping in from the engine bay right behind you is extremely addicting, it hasn't gotten old. The drive was was rowdy and full of feedback. Inputs were extremely sharp which I loved, save for slightly vague on center steering feel which I later learned disappears if you put the top up and becomes razor sharp. It had a rough playfulness, and at 3400lb curb it was lightweight-ish; I challenged myself to get it down further. It had extremely rare factory carbon bucket seats that transformed the chassis feel of the car for the better - I felt like I could fall asleep in the stock F430 seats in comparison. The sensation of pulling to 8500RPM was fantastic but muted: the exhaust note, despite being an aftermarket Tubi, sucked. Extremely quiet and felt like it was coming out of tin can, but I saw the potential. The factory gated manual, while slow, felt phenomenal and was the selling point for me. The owner needed cash fast and took extremely good care of the car. My manic lizard brain saw red and bought the hype: I could own an exotic and trust it to be reliable-ish despite the age, turn it into the car I truly want, and not feel too guilty about it. I was able to land a good deal and took ownership November 21, 2025. The Mods In the 6 months after I bought the car, I drove it a grand total of 30 minutes, all of which were on my first day of ownership. I decided to do something extremely silly and throw thousands in modifications at it before driving it any further. I told myself I'd be unhappy if I drove it in its stock, suboptimal state. So I took it to the bodyshop and left it there for 4 months while I waited for parts. Hubris told me I knew my taste well and I knew what I was doing here After purchase, I decided to immediately dump money into the following: - Cosmetics: I told myself if I'm gonna own a car, I'm going to be happy with the way it looks. The 360 in stock form is not a great looker IMHO. Offsets are way too conservative, the stock front and headlights felt dated. I spent months and countless hours on renders trying to figure out how I wanted it to look. I had the front fascia modified to be identical to the Challenge Stradale which I think looks timelessly beautiful in contrast. Had the side markers removed. I then committed a huge cardinal sin (sorry purists) and gave it black carbon fiber headlights. Topped it off with LED taillights and custom forged wheels and nobody will believe me when I tell them its a 28 year old design anymore, and it is one of the best looking cars I've ever seen. I describe it as "this looks so much better than other 360s but it's hard to tell why" - Exhaust: Full titanium x-pipe with 100 cell cats. I spent countless nights comparing exhaust notes to figure out what I wanted. Complete gamechanger and dropped 50lb off the car. The note is intoxicating and unlike anything I've heard. It's so loud even with valves closed I've definitely lost some hearing after the first 3 hour drive with the top down. I want to go 4-1 Fabspeed headers for an even higher F1 pitch but I've held out on shelling out the $4k for this for now - Performance: Track pads; stock brakes just sucked. PS4S tires replacing Continental all-seasons (bruh). Stiffer Challenge Stradale motor mounts: these were a game changer. In stock form, the 360 made me go "that's it?" when starting it up but it now feels like a real experience with an aggressive idle in the cabin while eliminating a ton of drivetrain slop. A significantly smaller 320mm steering wheel - the stock wheel was just way too big and boaty, after getting used to 330-360 wheels in my cars. Antigravity battery to save weight because the old one was on its way out. 360trev tune (iykyk) I've waited 6 excruciating months to drive the car and subsequently write about it. Here we are The objective result: A dialed in practically straight piped flat plane crank with a fun manual that looks exactly how I want it and weighs about as much as my 981 Cayman S (3150lb) The Drive So this is what it all comes down to, all of the above is just the journey towards what I was after. I took it on its first real drive this past weekend 120 miles up quiet California backroads with the top down the entire way after the final alignment was done. This thing is SO. MUCH. FUN. As much fun as my Miata which I never thought I'd say! At sane backroad speeds no less. I feel no desire to break the speed limit like my Cayman, which is pretty boring under 60mph ever since I bought my Miata. The inputs are extremely sharp, and I feel even closer to the road than my ND - it's low, the suspension is stiffer than my other cars, and the ancient steering rack is extremely chatty and precise. The sharp throttle response coupled with the exhaust invites you to just play with the throttle and explore the rev range. It has this drilling sensation in the midrange that almost sounds like a cross plane crank engine. I can't get the note out of my head. Every downshift evokes a loud and sharp crack, like a giant whip cutting through the air. The gated shifter ties it all together - I wish the synchros were faster but nonetheless if I time it right it is very satisfying downshifting into 2nd or 3rd heading into a corner and then it ripping it to redline (there is a cheap lever bushing that might be worn I'm going to DIY which I've read makes the feel even sharper). It also rips quite quickly to over 100 if I'm not careful, that pull to redline in 3rd is so inviting. My Cayman is still the go-1xx-mph-and-give-no-fucks car because I'm less afraid and feel more in control in it, it's more buttoned down despite being slower. The only real complaint I have is that the brakes still feel quite weak even after breaking in my track pads. Conclusion I honestly was quite critical of the car up until the first drive and in the back of my mind I was hoping I wouldn't even like it much so I didn't have to worry about the headache of owning a 28 year old Ferrari and a third stupid car for long. But it's winning me over very quickly and I find myself itching to drive it so now I'm worried. It also gets an insane amount of attention - people follow me to hear it, phones are out at every red light, I can't park anywhere without having a conversation about it (most people are actually gearheads thankfully though which I love talking shop with). As an introvert it's a bit much but I knew what I was getting into. This is not a daily by any means, I'm only taking it out for canyon runs in the middle of nowhere. The fuel gauge also broke on the first drive, and this car is known to be a headache maintenance-wise so this is definitely going to be a journey. But nonetheless, I am hooked for the foreseeable future. I definitely would not recommend this to everybody. My best friend gets daily text rants about how much of a pain in the ass the car and process has been. But I've spent my entire life in high stress, high reward, and high headache relationships + situations and so naturally I feel right at home with this fiesty fickle machine. submitted by /u/HURCANADA [link] [comments]