For those who like vintage motorsport, alexander’s films are great. Nice pictures, good music and legendary cars.
Wen you were 18, did you have a dream car?
Actually Iwas in my early twenties at night in my VW Beetle at a red light in the rain: before I heard her I felt this low frequency vibration in my stomach. And before I could see her I heard this unbelievable, solid, rich and intimidating rumble of a V8.
In the review mirror this black muscle car, hugging the wet and shinny street pulled up right next to me. (think: john carpenter movies). Then I recognized the beast: Aston Martin V8 Vantage. The engine only idled, like berry white slowly giggling: « huhuhuhuhuhuhh… » nevertheless, it felt like my beetle’s door was about to fall off.
I peaked into the interior and since it was night i could only catch the highlights on the wood and the size of the cushioned leather head rest. I couldn’t make out the driver, only a silhouette. The traffic light switched to green and she pulled away. Just in a normal lawful fashion, nevertheless with incredible pace. Ahhh… And that sound was amazing. Rising to a full blast laughter. Never ever had I heard anything like this before. I followed the sight of the fat, wet rear tires and the two straight pipes coming out from under the car emitting this divine noise. Right there and then i told myself: « This is my car! This is definitely me! ».
If god exists, what car does he drive ?