Ferrari 812 GTS review

Wind resistance is good, especially for what’s basically a targa top. Drive alone and you’ll happily sit at 70mph with the roof stowed, music punching through any wind noise.

Conversation with an actual human is harder, though, so you’ll likely go roof-up for long journeys if you’ve got company. But if the sun’s out, your finger will be hovering over the button that kickstarts the mechanism as soon as you bleed onto the motorway exit slip road.

The cabin is peak modern Ferrari: a slight disarray of buttons, but one you’ll largely get your head around quite quickly. I’ve never got fully accustomed to the steering wheel-mounted indicators, but I’d be very willing to spend a little longer in one of these until I did.

The optional passenger display – showing your co-pilot exactly how many revs you’re pulling and how fast you’re going – still feels like a silly gimmick. Unless you want live, quite vocal reporting on how close to the redline you're getting, in which case it's quite handy. The inclusion of Apple CarPlay is inspired, but keeping it within the driver’s display - so the passenger can’t choose the tunes or plug addresses into the sat nav - isn’t especially helpful.

But you’ve a huge, yellow central rev counter, that gorgeous carbon ‘bridge’ holding the gear selection buttons, a screen displaying tyre temperatures and a big red starter button. Not to mention the now-iconic manettino lozenge. Worries about the practicalities of this cabin will be blown into the sky long before you’ve flipped the roof and found a blustery B-road.