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About This Car
A Ferrari that flirts with you before it ever hits the throttle — top down, California light, zero effort
620. That's the horsepower figure Maranello squeezed from the Portofino M's 3.9-litre twin-turbo V8, and it matters because this car never lets you feel the weight of it. New cam profiles were engineered purely to fill the combustion chambers more completely — Ferrari-speak for throttle response so instant it feels like the engine reads your mind before your foot moves.
Yet the Portofino M wears its power like a linen shirt: loose, sun-warmed, entirely unbothered. This is the Ferrari built for coastal roads that curve toward the water, for arriving somewhere and being noticed before you've even opened the door.
The retractable hardtop folds away in fourteen seconds, turning coupe into convertible with the kind of effortless theatre that never feels rehearsed. Inside, supple leather and a cabin tuned for two-plus-occasional-two make it the rare exotic that's genuinely liveable — a car for long, indulgent afternoons, not just quarter-mile bragging rights. The automatic transmission shuffles through gears with a silky, unhurried confidence, matching the car's whole personality: charismatic, warm, faintly flirtatious.
Point it toward the horizon and let the Portofino M do what it does best — make effortless look like the highest form of style.