My baby has been sold
06-04-07, 04:54 PM
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My baby has been sold
There are things that mark the life of people
for someone it's friends, holidays
for others wives, kids, special events
for me it's cars
like one day I heard saying from Luca Cordero di Montezemolo (CEO of Ferrari)
every car has to give you some emotions
whether it to be
the Ansa sport exhaust of the Fiat 500
the premix-intank-shaker of the Autounion Munga
the sun-red color of the Suzuki LJ80
the Koni-Eibach suspension setup of the second Golf and its right-to-left-to-right roundabouts
or the first Golf because, like my friend Armando says "the first Golf is like the first love, you will never forget it"
it doesn't matter
the important thing is to feel something
On a grey and cloudy 1991 November day
the young Captain was cruising with his friends around the beautiful Roma square in Modena
when he stopped at the sight of a wonder on 4 wheels
it was love at first sight
he was shocked by a strange car
a brand remembering far away lands
a name that seemed taken from a character of Star Wars
and in its hearth the rising sun flag
when all European car building companies were creeping out of the dark years of design
when Italians were introducing the Fiat Tipo, whose designer seemed to have thrown out of the window his curve-drawer
when Ferrari was launching the 348, named the second ugliest Ferrari of ever
when even the French who (laughed at but then imitated) had introduced the Turbo in Formula 1, were leaving the turbo charging on road engines to follow the restricted emission levels Euro 1
when Airbag was read like it’s written, and ABS was a plastic for toys
when aluminium for panels, was a “things from the ‘60s”
when Torsen was used only by Audi and only at the mid differential
when valves were starting to double
an almost to-Italians-unknown company
originating from a sadly well known city near Tokio, Hiroshima
was playing its Ace of Spades, when the winning seed is Diamonds
producing a “so-called” anti-Ferrari
with smooth and gentle lines, with a wind-designed style
with a small engine, from an old and unknown technology
located in the front and not only turbo, but twin turbo and ready for Euro 1
with a funny Airbag and Anti Blocker System
with aluminium hood
with rear Torsen differential
and no valves at all
He had met the RX7
Japanese got into his mind and into his heart
within a few minutes, a young guy
took out of his sight and his heart the small and lightweight Nippon wonder
and his pale “Vintage red, code NU” of its livrea stared over the grey of the Military Academy
when the silent roar of its 1.3 litre twin rotor twin sequential turbocharged Wankel engine was echoing like a poor relative of a jet engine within the centenaries sides of the glorious square
Mazda commercials acted:
"get a spare set of undies"
"it'll reach 100Km/h before you finish reading the end of this sentence"
"there's always something faster than lightning"
"to save on weight, we even cross-drilled the pedals set"
“one day” I said, “that car will be mine”
eleven years later, the good Captain and his good friend Petz went to Padova to see one exemplary of his dream
the huge door of the enormous dusty warehouse opened, and
in the middle
all alone
on ¾ back, left side
covered with a thin layer of dust
hit by sun rays coming from the small windows at the top
its pale red staring on the dust like at that time on the face of the Academy
she was
and hardly kept his excitement
during the dealing with the owner
that still had not understood what he was keeping
and that within a few minutes would have no longer owned
exactly one month later
the small Wankelina entered number 55 of Captain’s road, in Modena
there are things you can feel,
but you can not describe
things getting you those emotions
you would never leave all your life
things you admire
and for which you keep an absolute respect
a sort of devotion, a reverential fear
an incredible power-to-weight ratio
a perfect weight distribution
an excellent but delicate traction out of turns
a superb in-turn insertion
a lot of horsepower, all over the revs
the gearbox, hard and contrasted
braking, always long and critical
squeeking and chirping inside all over
an embarrassing fuel consumption, to let you only flashy checkpoints from one petrol station to the other
a pollution level so high to be named in the top five of the blacklist from Greenpeace
a design so beautiful and actual, even after 15 years
difficult to be pushed at the limit
due to the high power
the low weight
the fast reactions over the vertical axis
almost always faster than your time and ability in reaction
and to let you exhibit in spectacularly fast movements of your hands over the steering wheel
even if, most of the times, ending in driving the turn in the wrong way
without even understanding what happened
one of those Automobiles, wishing to have the sides of the turns coloured in red and white
and waiting for a checked flag whenever you come home from work
this is the RX7
my friend Giordano used to say when he was alive
“there are cars and there are Automobiles, with the “A” on capital letter”
my red baby has officially left the legendary garage in Crispo Gaio Sallustio road
and nothing, will ever be the same
life is short
pursue your dreams
drive a ‘7 or die tryin’
‘7 is a choice of life, not an option
if you see a ‘7 in your back mirror, it’s because she’s one lap ahead,
blue flag,
let her pass
double fash with passing lights to all of you
Captain
(now officially unwankelized)
for someone it's friends, holidays
for others wives, kids, special events
for me it's cars
like one day I heard saying from Luca Cordero di Montezemolo (CEO of Ferrari)
every car has to give you some emotions
whether it to be
the Ansa sport exhaust of the Fiat 500
the premix-intank-shaker of the Autounion Munga
the sun-red color of the Suzuki LJ80
the Koni-Eibach suspension setup of the second Golf and its right-to-left-to-right roundabouts
or the first Golf because, like my friend Armando says "the first Golf is like the first love, you will never forget it"
it doesn't matter
the important thing is to feel something
On a grey and cloudy 1991 November day
the young Captain was cruising with his friends around the beautiful Roma square in Modena
when he stopped at the sight of a wonder on 4 wheels
it was love at first sight
he was shocked by a strange car
a brand remembering far away lands
a name that seemed taken from a character of Star Wars
and in its hearth the rising sun flag
when all European car building companies were creeping out of the dark years of design
when Italians were introducing the Fiat Tipo, whose designer seemed to have thrown out of the window his curve-drawer
when Ferrari was launching the 348, named the second ugliest Ferrari of ever
when even the French who (laughed at but then imitated) had introduced the Turbo in Formula 1, were leaving the turbo charging on road engines to follow the restricted emission levels Euro 1
when Airbag was read like it’s written, and ABS was a plastic for toys
when aluminium for panels, was a “things from the ‘60s”
when Torsen was used only by Audi and only at the mid differential
when valves were starting to double
an almost to-Italians-unknown company
originating from a sadly well known city near Tokio, Hiroshima
was playing its Ace of Spades, when the winning seed is Diamonds
producing a “so-called” anti-Ferrari
with smooth and gentle lines, with a wind-designed style
with a small engine, from an old and unknown technology
located in the front and not only turbo, but twin turbo and ready for Euro 1
with a funny Airbag and Anti Blocker System
with aluminium hood
with rear Torsen differential
and no valves at all
He had met the RX7
Japanese got into his mind and into his heart
within a few minutes, a young guy
took out of his sight and his heart the small and lightweight Nippon wonder
and his pale “Vintage red, code NU” of its livrea stared over the grey of the Military Academy
when the silent roar of its 1.3 litre twin rotor twin sequential turbocharged Wankel engine was echoing like a poor relative of a jet engine within the centenaries sides of the glorious square
Mazda commercials acted:
"get a spare set of undies"
"it'll reach 100Km/h before you finish reading the end of this sentence"
"there's always something faster than lightning"
"to save on weight, we even cross-drilled the pedals set"
“one day” I said, “that car will be mine”
eleven years later, the good Captain and his good friend Petz went to Padova to see one exemplary of his dream
the huge door of the enormous dusty warehouse opened, and
in the middle
all alone
on ¾ back, left side
covered with a thin layer of dust
hit by sun rays coming from the small windows at the top
its pale red staring on the dust like at that time on the face of the Academy
she was
and hardly kept his excitement
during the dealing with the owner
that still had not understood what he was keeping
and that within a few minutes would have no longer owned
exactly one month later
the small Wankelina entered number 55 of Captain’s road, in Modena
there are things you can feel,
but you can not describe
things getting you those emotions
you would never leave all your life
things you admire
and for which you keep an absolute respect
a sort of devotion, a reverential fear
an incredible power-to-weight ratio
a perfect weight distribution
an excellent but delicate traction out of turns
a superb in-turn insertion
a lot of horsepower, all over the revs
the gearbox, hard and contrasted
braking, always long and critical
squeeking and chirping inside all over
an embarrassing fuel consumption, to let you only flashy checkpoints from one petrol station to the other
a pollution level so high to be named in the top five of the blacklist from Greenpeace
a design so beautiful and actual, even after 15 years
difficult to be pushed at the limit
due to the high power
the low weight
the fast reactions over the vertical axis
almost always faster than your time and ability in reaction
and to let you exhibit in spectacularly fast movements of your hands over the steering wheel
even if, most of the times, ending in driving the turn in the wrong way
without even understanding what happened
one of those Automobiles, wishing to have the sides of the turns coloured in red and white
and waiting for a checked flag whenever you come home from work
this is the RX7
my friend Giordano used to say when he was alive
“there are cars and there are Automobiles, with the “A” on capital letter”
my red baby has officially left the legendary garage in Crispo Gaio Sallustio road
and nothing, will ever be the same
life is short
pursue your dreams
drive a ‘7 or die tryin’
‘7 is a choice of life, not an option
if you see a ‘7 in your back mirror, it’s because she’s one lap ahead,
blue flag,
let her pass
double fash with passing lights to all of you
Captain
(now officially unwankelized)
06-06-07, 03:10 PM
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That was absolutly beautiful.........I have a great deal of respect for someone with such passion and enthusiasm about what he likes. If you don't mind I would like to repost your story on my forum.
I do have a couple of questions....
What made you sell it?
What are you looking for now (or rather are you looking for something else)?
I do have a couple of questions....
What made you sell it?
What are you looking for now (or rather are you looking for something else)?
06-07-07, 02:33 PM
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That was absolutly beautiful.........I have a great deal of respect for someone with such passion and enthusiasm about what he likes. If you don't mind I would like to repost your story on my forum.
I do have a couple of questions....
What made you sell it?
What are you looking for now (or rather are you looking for something else)?
I do have a couple of questions....
What made you sell it?
What are you looking for now (or rather are you looking for something else)?
I still don't know why I sold it
maybe that is because I have found a good family for her, he is a guy From Denmark, he writes on the forum
I have looked at the Evo IX RS, but is SO much different...
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