As Paul Frere put it in the first road test, in Motor, November 19,1966: ‘It is as close to being as neutral a vehicle as one could want and, if pushed to the limits of adhesion on a dry road, it is the rear which gently breaks loose Erst, in a marvellously controllable manner.Unfortunately, not long into the mid-summer shoot, we were hit with rain and hail, so enthusiasm was soon curbed. Next to useless wipers didn’t help; same too for the heater: it doesn’t get cold in Italy, apparently. Thing is, even after a brief sortie, it’s patently obvious that this is a true GT in the accepted idiom: a strict two-seater. Yet there’s a real duality of character here. This wasn’t meant to be the road burner of the range (that was the 275GTB) or the practical Ferrari (330GT 2+2) which begs the question of why another 150mph coupe was deemed necessary. This being Ferrari, sense never really entered into it.
What is clear is that the GTC is underrated. With 250 Lussos and 275s pushingS’Am, the 330 looks almost a bargain at less than a third of that, even for the best ones. As a pure roadgoing gran turismo (as opposed to roadgoing fixed-head racer), it isn’t quite up there with the Lamborghini 350/400GT for handling, but then nothing from the period is. It is, however, a quantum leap better than most of its contemporaries. It gets under your skin. As it disappears from view, back to its hiding place, this is one car that really captivates. Hate to see it go, love to hear it leave.