Spent Friday evening at the Carlos Sainz Go Kart track with the gang. Driving around hairpin turns at high speeds, crashing, and entertaining foolish thoughts of myself as a race car driver. That was the most fun I've had in YEARS. THANK YOU RAFA!
...me and my signed waiver releasing legal liability...
The Winner's Circle...
(...i finished last, after crashing twice...sigh...)
The Winner's receiving their trophies, as "Eye of the Tiger" plays in the background... priceless...
this glorious evening called to mind the manifesto of the Futurist Society, founded in the early 20th century by the Italian Filippo Tommaso Marinetti... This crew worshiped speed...and wrote about it in their "Futurist Manifesto" of 1909, which later became the incipient seeds of far uglier and more uncontrollable 20th century political movements:
"....`Come, my friends!' I said. `Let us go! At last Mythology and the mystic cult of the ideal have been left behind. We are going to be present at the birth of the centaur and we shall soon see the first angels fly! We must break down the gates of life to test the bolts and the padlocks! Let us go! Here is they very first sunrise on earth! Nothing equals the splendor of its red sword which strikes for the first time in our millennial darkness.'...
- We declare that the splendor of the world has been enriched by a new beauty: the beauty of speed. A racing automobile with its bonnet adorned with great tubes like serpents with explosive breath ... a roaring motor car which seems to run on machine-gun fire, is more beautiful than the Victory of Samothrace.
- We want to sing the man at the wheel, the ideal axis of which crosses the earth, itself hurled along its orbit...."
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