Some see it as just an event. A few twists and turns — perhaps many, as the name Molte Curve (many turns) suggests — beautiful scenery and a hearty meal to recharge. In reality, it is the highest expression of driving pleasure, the embodiment of the idea of a shared passion. But perhaps this edition was much more than that. And there is probably no way to truly make someone understand it, if they only hear about it from others.

Words Alessandro Marrone / Photos Nicolas Grandi

We often find ourselves looking back and realizing that we have been doing this for many years. Yet the goal has always remained the same: to improve, to pursue the next milestone, because life and work are not about destinations, but about the different stages along the way. Over time, I have become increasingly aware of the inevitable gap between what we imagine and what can realistically be achieved. The Giro di Toscana was precisely one of those situations. For at least a couple of years, I kept telling the whole office how much I wanted to bring one of our events to Tuscany, but for one reason or another, we always postponed it. Until now.

Because, in the end, it simply comes down to making a decision and seeing it through, facing all the doubts that inevitably accompany a group of sports cars travelling along some of the most scenic — and potentially most crode — roads in one of Italy’s most beautiful regions. Special roads, especially for those who live and breathe cars, not least because the Mille Miglia had crossed portions of the very same tarmac just a couple of days before us. But if we rewind the calendar for a moment, everything truly began to take shape when I convinced my colleagues that landscapes like these could wait no longer. The time had finally come to bring a new edition of the Molte Curve to life.

Roads that seem to have been painted by an artist from another era wind their way through colours that, until then, I believed could exist only in the photographs of Franco Fontana. Yet, against all expectations, reality surpassed even what I had imagined during the final check drives. I find myself immersed in a landscape almost too beautiful to be real. A straw-yellow field blends into a lush green meadow, both framed by neat rows of cypress trees. In the distance, new layers of this extraordinary composition of colours and near-geometric shapes unfold one after another, while tiny coloured dots begin to emerge on the horizon, announcing their arrival through the sound of engines. But let’s start from the beginning.

The many crews taking part in the 2026 edition of the Molte Curve gathered at the Hotel Villa Il Patriarca in Chiusi. As the sun climbed higher into the sky, registration, breakfast and drivers’ briefing took place — essential ingredients in ensuring a seamless experience. New enthusiasts met long-time participants, and right on schedule they set off on a day promising curves, breathtaking scenery and pure enjoyment. The final stickers were applied to the cars, roadbooks opened to the first page and engines roared into life, creating a symphony of horsepower destined to echo through kilometers of the Val d’Orcia and the Chianti region.

Designing an itinerary in a place like this may seem easy, but the reality is quite different. One wrong turn can mean missing a memorable view, ending up on an unpaved road, or adding unnecessary kilometers to the route. We left nothing to chance, creating an itinerary capable of reaching some of the area’s most iconic locations without sacrificing the most important aspect of any driving tour: the experience behind the wheel. We passed through Sarteano and headed south towards Radicofani along one of the stretches most steeped in the Mille Miglia history, before turning northeast towards Chianciano Terme, where our first regroup point awaited.

Montepulciano, Monticchiello, Pienza, San Quirico d’Orcia and then on towards Asciano, crossing some of the most spectacular sections of the entire route. Traffic was surprisingly absent, allowing us not only to keep the convoy together and minimise waiting times, but also to fully immerse ourselves in the connection between steering wheel, road and landscape. Beyond Crete Senesi, the roads became even more flowing, and after a twisting section towards Radda in Chianti, we finally reached the legendary SR222, better known as the Chiantigiana. Everything you have ever heard about this road is immediately confirmed: every bend seems to exist purely for the pleasure of driving.

Nearly 200 kilometers at the wheel allowed participants to feel the deepest essence of Tuscany, an experience that concluded at Fattoria Vignamaggio, where we arrived even a few minutes ahead of schedule. A welcome aperitif, lunch and the inevitable awards ceremony followed, during which we had the pleasure of presenting special plaques and exclusive gifts provided by our partners to selected crews. While the drive itself is inevitably the most exciting part of the day, the closing moments are just as important. This is where first impressions are shared, where conversations flow about roads and cars, and where promises are made to meet again soon, perhaps at the very next event.

The Giro di Toscana was far more than I had imagined. It was the perfect combination of countless elements that are unlikely ever to align in quite the same way again and which certainly cannot be planned within a business strategy. Looking back with a clear mind, I realize that every event leaves behind similar emotions. The real difference is always the people. A different group of enthusiasts each time, capable of sharing not only a love for sports cars but also that almost instinctive desire to hit the road and drive these routes as though it were a necessity. The same lines that appear on a map as simple connections between two points become something entirely different when travelled together. From point A to point B, preferably by taking the most winding route possible, as we have jokingly claimed since day one, when we created an event called Molte Curve.

The mid-June sun beats down on the skin and the sound of engines brushing the rev limiter grows steadily louder until it fills the air around. When the cars arrive, you inevitably search for the people expressions and find those smiles, those conversations, and that enthusiasm which perfectly reflect what you had hoped to convey by personally selecting every bit of road along the way. This is not intended to be a simple event report. It is rather a thank you. A tribute to everyone who helped transform this gathering into something that goes beyond a driving tour. We drove magnificent roads with an extraordinary group of people on a perfect day, without traffic or unexpected setbacks.

When the last crew leaves the restaurant car park at the end of the day, all you want to do is to start over again. Even though fatigue is beginning to set in, even though the tyres are begging for mercy — especially if you’re still driving on winter tyres — and even though your mind is already focused on the next date in the calendar. Because that is exactly how it should be. One corner after another. Because with every turn, the view becomes more beautiful.