“This is a very dangerous car.”
Mr. Rapido told me that. He is the chain-smoking Danny DeVito lookalike who owns Rapido Car Rental, and he’s a man you wouldn’t cross even if you hadn’t seen the “Get your shine box” scene in Goodfellas. He was reluctantly offering to rent us a car that he claimed was his personal car, a car he only drove on sunny days around Brescia—the Philadelphia of Italy—a car he loved so much that its rental rate was listed online for $1,000/day.
“Very, very dangerous,” he lit another cigarette, “especially if you touch the gas.”