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As much as we love red Ferrari supercars, they might be a bit too flashy for everyday driving. But Ferrari did more than just make cars that were slathered in poster form on high-school boys’ walls. Back in the day, there was a Pininfarina-designed V12 2+2 that might just be the ultimate gentleman’s vintage Cavallino Rampante. The 250 GTE 2+2 grand touring car was created to help fund daddy Enzo’s racing passions, and it ended up being the best-selling Ferrari of its time. This particular 1962 model is now up for auction, and it’s a worthy one with Nero black over Beige leather, space for four, and the original engine and manual gearbox with floor-mounted three-pedal setup. The last owner was none other than Jamiroquai front man and Ferrari collector, Jay Kay. If you can pony up the near half-million dollar expected price, you won’t just get a legendary GT car with Ferrari Classiche certification but also a car you can pretty much guess no one else in your ‘hood will have in his garage.

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Unzip your coat and have some mulled wine on the house—you’ve arrived at your final gifting destination: The Holiday Gift Guide. It’s like your friendly neighborhood one-stop holiday shop, except instead of balsa wood ornaments, ours is packed with thoughtful gifts for everyone on your list. Future heirlooms, small-but-significant stocking stuffers, and gear for getting out there (or staying in)—are all right here. There’s no music playing in the background though, so you’ll just have to hum Bing Crosby while you click around instead.

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