Although Adam may disagree, due to his yellow face most of the ride, this road was harder to drive than the D900. The SS12 may have been the most beautiful road I have ever driven on. It may have something to do with the air up high, the fall leaves or the little villages that we wove our way through. The Po Valley begins South of Milan and runs, well, south. When you think you have hit the bottom, it just tends to wind its way right back up for a fun 4-5 hours of driving down hill in neutral and up hill in 3rd.
The scenery was well worth every minute of Adam holding back his breakfast.