THE HAUS THAT JIM BUILT
rawling down an unassuming suburban residential street of timber-clad gable-front houses in Sleepy Hollow, upstate New York, the overly demanding, shrill voice of the satnav pipes up. “You have arrived,” the lady in the dashboard barks. Surely not? The only giveaway that Mrs Waze is in fact correct is a small plaque on the side of an old beverage warehouse that’s been whitewashed into allusiveness. From it, Lady Liberty’s torch burns on a marble background with three letters below: SCG. A knock on the door summons the venerable leader of Scuderia Cameron Glickenhaus – Jim Glickenhaus – who politely gestures me in. My pupils take time to adjust to the vast darkened room, but when they do, I quickly realise I have very much arrived.
All available space is draped with iconic memorabilia, trophies, thought-to-be-lost chassis and some of the rarest and most expensive cars on the planet. Dead ahead, a 166 Spyder Corsa – the third Ferrari ever made and the oldest continually existing Ferrari on the planet. Next to it, a one-off, bright yellow duckbilled 1967 Ferrari 206 Dino Competizione. To
