But the semi-auto ’box slurs upshifts in a way that’s very last decade, and even though you quickly learn how to finesse it, it’s a reminder that this sort of tech has a sell-by date that a conventional manual doesn’t. The Enzo’s steering, turn-in and chassis are all as good as on any car, ever, and its Schumacher-honed electronics prevent embarrassment without hobbling its monstrous performance. But other bits of its armoury date it. Again, this is a first-world problem. In fact, on reflection, it’s not really a problem at all. The Enzo’s bloody brilliant.

That leaves the F50. All things are cyclical, and the F50 – the recently unfashionable Ferrari supercar – is having A Moment. Maybe the Nineties styling tropes suddenly look good again – the LaFerrari even apes that black swage line that bisects its entire body side – and collectors understandably want the set, which has boosted values of what is a rare car.