How is that a guy who owns over a dozen vintage bikes from all over the world doesn't have any Italian bikes? In fact, has never owned an Italian bike? That's sort of like having a big jazz collection on vinyl and saying, "Thelonius Monk? Never heard of him." (And no, my MIJ '84 Bianchi with 100% Japanese components does not count as an Italian bike.)
I have repaired this deficit by making my first Italian a pretty interesting one; a Grandis (1974? Superleggera?)
Pics are all "as found." The original owner living two towns east having had this thing hanging long years on a hook in his storage shed; I think he said he's ridden it once in about the last ten years. As you can see, he wasn't a finicky wipe-it-down-after-every-ride kinda guy, and it's got grime everywhere you would expect on a bike that you rode the hell out of for decades. He bought it new in 1975, and put enough hard-riding miles on it to convert not one, but two of those heavy-duty 1970s Brooks Professionals into worn-down, highly-burnished ass hatchets. No way I could keep up with this guy in his prime. He's 75 now and stands about 6'3", so he must have been some magnificent beast when he bought this thing nearly 40 years ago.
Who's a dirty girl? You are, that's who.