Moscow’s elite collectors just got a shot of adrenaline—a Ferrari F2002, the very machine that once chewed asphalt under Michael Schumacher’s command, has rolled onto the Russian market. But don’t expect to fire it up and relive the glory days; this prancing horse comes without its heart, reins, or stirrups. No engine, no pedals, no steering wheel—just the skeletal remains of a champion, priced at a cool 75 million rubles (and that’s before you hunt down an original engine for another 8-10 million).
What you’re buying isn’t just carbon fiber and nostalgia. This particular chassis is a “modernized” relic, allegedly tweaked by the same wizards who conjured Schumacher’s dominance: Paolo Martinelli (the engine whisperer), Rory Byrne and Ross Brawn (the architects of speed), and Aldo Costa, whose designs later defected to Mercedes. The seller promises remnants of its racing soul—brake discs like fossilized meteors, a transmission casing hollow as a cicada shell, and fuel tanks that once held liquid courage.
For the right buyer, though, this isn’t a car—it’s a trophy. A conversation piece for someone who’d rather hang history on their wall than hear it roar. Or perhaps a DIY project for a billionaire with a death wish. Either way, it’s a rare chance to own a fragment of F1’s golden age—assuming you’ve got the cash and the courage to explain it to your spouse.
