Before turning around to head back away from Italy, Mike requested another vanity shot with his Benzo.

He did love that car. He'll probably have to buy one now: it's like flying first class; do it once and you'll never go back. Or so I'm told.

While we're looking at Mike, check how convincing that Euro-weenie look is on him. What a little Sprocket! Well, at least from the waist up. Still, a good start. Two more years and he'll be in all black and contemplating film school.