went to the smsa carpark rally yesterday. a career in motorsports looms ever so brightly ahead. lots of cars with pedal to the metal, swifts, evo vii's, wrxes, kangoos, liteace's, 323's (with hugeass GT wing), silvias and whatnot. saw and heard an integra lose its bumper. crunch! all because it's a carpark rally. i guess the term 'rally' was derived from the fact that there's grass (plus engine oil) all over the carpark. i wanna be a carlos sainz in a cooper S works when i grow up.
speak of mini's, i guess what separates the pocket rocket from *any* other car in this world is it's beautiful, automotive soul - the epitome of the modern vehicle, something that would bring tears to the eyes of Karl Benz himself.
imagine a heaven where every mini ever created would gather and set out on a long, long journey towards reincarnation. wah. only with a mini can you think that up. i wouldn't think of being in [honda] civic heaven. or a BMW one.
only in mini heaven would the cars love their owners back as much as their owners love them.
oh yeah. some car was sporting some musical horns and was making some rounds, blasting the godfather theme song a few times too many. dunno about you greg, but i'd probably lose my mind if i were in that car horning away. 118 decibels balls. even chee soon juan wouldn't want that on his campaigning van.
