The F40 is famously not so exotic in its presentation. A wafer-thin layer of paint would, to the up-close observer, reveal the carbon weave that comprised its construction, and the neon green glue slathered across panel join lines in the Spartan interior is the butt of a lot of jokes – and one of many quirks that informed the enormous endearment the motoring world has for it. This crudeness was entirely reflected in the way that its ferocious powertrain delivered its 470+ bhp, with the twin-turbochargers responsible for most of it only spluttering into life past 4,000rpm. For what today would be considered faults, the F40 became an icon. It was no great shakes in motorsport, with the F40 LM (as featured in the awesome 75MM GT1 demo) and Competizione cars not quite hitting the mark, but that took nothing from the F40's irreducible coolness.
Then there’s the prancing horse nestled on its snout. You can get so tied up in the numbers and the minutia of what makes the F40 special that you forget what is independent of all that, and what makes it innately special: It’s a Ferrari. No less, the last ever Ferrari given the nod by Il Commendatore himself. It’s one of the top-5 most recognisable Ferraris of all time, and thus one of the top-5 supercars of all time. For anyone in any doubt of this car’s significance – you’ve been told. So following our assembling of more than ten examples at the just-gone Breakfast Club Supercar Sunday, happy 30th birthday, Ferrari F40.
Photography by Tom Shaxson.