A couple of weeks ago, Tony Sestito brought you the tale of a 2004 Maserati 4200GT that was up for sale because the owner was, put bluntly, sick of that car’s crap. The random faults, the haunted electronics, the…well, Italian-ness of the car. What was supposed to be his gift to himself, his sports car dreams, was a nightmare that vacuumed his wallet dry and set his sanity on fire. Not that any of this should be a shocker…Maseratis don’t have the greatest reputation to begin with in the reliability department, but even with that considered, this gem sounded like a court case waiting to happen. That, or an impromptu car-b-que. Either way.

Well, luckily, a Maserati tech stepped in before a can of gas and some lit matches won the day, and it turns out that the Maserati was only suffering from a bit of improper treatment. You see, there is this thing called the “Italian tune-up”…which is where you take the ailing car out, beat the absolute snot out of the thing, and suddenly all the troubles magically disappear. No kidding, the guy went out, beat the car like it owed him money (because it certainly did) and magically, the Maserati is just fine!

Is that why every rental car I’ve ever driven runs like a champ? I don’t know, but you can read more about the miracle cure for the Maser from the folks at Jalopnik HERE.