Ferrari 12Cilindri Manuale driven: Maranello goes back to the future

Possibly, although on a cold start the sheer ease of selecting first is the potential giveaway. The lever slips home with such insouciance it's as if one of those test engineers has warmed the oil with a thrash at Fiorano. Being picky, you also don't feel the clutch pedal gently steeling itself as various plates meet and the driveline fuses; there's no great sense of an idling engine furtively taking up the weight of the car. It's all perfectly precise and linear, and you would have to be clumsy to stall (which you can). But it's also a bit two-dimensional if your idea of three-pedal V12 heaven is a 550 Maranello.

Five minutes later, with the Manuale tearing around Balocco, the story is quite different. Once up and running the elasticities and slick load curves of the clutch and the gearlever actions, accompanied by that addictive metallic zing, feel more convincing.

In fact, very soon the brain accepts the Manuale as the real McCoy: an 819bhp modern, manual Ferrari, with a pin-sharp throttle and turn-in as well as that hallmark handling mischief. All of which, it almost goes without saying, feels absurdly special. Churlish to have doubted Ferrari, the current master of calibration.

As for initation on the move, it's straightforward. To slip the car into manual mode, simply push the clutch pedal and so long as you're below 45mph the H-pattern icon on the knob will glow orange to tell you all three pedals are now yours to use. Want it to go back into auto? Press the D button on the centre console at any time.

When it comes to the calibre of the deception, the kinematics of the lever, with its underslung oscillating assembly, are particularly neat. The mechanism is made from a billet of high-strength steel, hardened for lifelong durability and machined to an ultra-high tolerance for maximum precision. The weight of the throw and the way the lever subtly draws itself home are then governed by a spring-loaded piston acting in concert with eccentric rollers, although the roughness of the various surfaces in contact with one another is also used to generate 'feel'.

There's also a solenoid that will physically lock out the mechanism to prevent over-revving downshifts, although this will be rare, because the mechanism is so intuitively accurate.

More broadly, not once does the system hiccup during this brief but frantic and at times very quick drive at Balocco. This is impressive given that, in the regular 12Cilindri, clutch two need only be ready to engage the ratios adjacent to clutch one. In a manual, snatching fifth gear from second - for example, to settle the engine because you're taking a call - wouldn't be unusual. Likewise a driver in fourth might go to second... or to sixth. The sensors in the Manuale's lever start sending predictive signals the moment that knob begins to move, and try as I might I can't wrong-foot the system.

The pedals are also very well positioned for heel-toe downshifts. In fact, the only thing you can't do, aside from blowing the V12 with an errant downshift or melting the clutches through lazy footwork in traffic, is clutchlessly powershift.