merry x-mas

24th again...
well, to be honest, i don't really feel "x-massy" today. since my grandparents died two years ago, this feast has somehow become less important to me.
but nevertheless, wherever you are on this planet and whatever cars you love - merry christmas to all of you...

dreaming, the 2nd

i barely dream of other cars - my corvette is enough for me.
i don't fancy having porsches (except as a giant "toy" for my baby), lotuses, maseratis, neither ferraris nor lamborghinis (although i wouldn't turn down the offer to take a ride with the new reventón). they are, of cause, beautiful cars, but in my eyes only the corvette's design speaks those words that make me weak: "i am speed".
pure, brutal speed.
the only thing that sometimes gives me a sharp sting is the fact that the new 2008 corvette comes with a new 6.2 l engine, the 437 horsepower V8 called "LS 3". not to speak of the new zr-1...
well, with already having 404 horsepower under my command, i shouldn't complain about being "underpowered". but maybe you know the old saying, that horsepower can only be replaced by even more horsepower...?

no, i don't regret having bought a 2005 model, not even for a second. i love my baby.
but a few more PS, another exhaust, different air filters... yeah.
*sigh*

dreamin'

did i mention that less driving leads to frustration?
it must have been frustration that made me look up old photographs.
when i was that small, i never dreamt of having my own corvette one day... i even never knew that there were such things as corvettes.

when i had my driving license test, the instructor asked me whether i was dreaming of becoming a racing driver - which was his way of criticising me (i still tend to ignore speed limits, he he). i always loved driving and hardly couldn't wait until i was 18* at least; placing my ass on the driver's seat for me always had been connected with dreams of freedom, speed and adventure. but i got my license nevertheless...

now i dream of spring, of warm, dry weather.
of sunshine...

sunshine... yeah.
once i was drying my baby after washing it, and i made long tender strokes with a soft cloth on the flaming red hull that glistened in the sunlight.
an old couple which was walking by stopped to watch me.
after a while, the old man addressed me the following way: "it's fun to watch you caressing this beautiful car..."
i answered that "everything that is beautiful needs to be caressed..."
he laughed. "my wife's telling me just the same!"

now i can't wait to wash my baby again.
i dream of it.

*in germany, you have to be at least 18 years old to get a driver's license

€ 43,000,000.-

the 43,000,000.- euro in the state-run lottery's jackpot are still looking for a new owner.
what would you do, if you won the money?

as for me, things would be quite simple.
first, i'd buy a 911 porsche carrera model 926 for my baby, to play with.
next, i'd buy a z 06. maybe a black one.
and a big garage with heating and a hydraulic lift.
and then...
well, first things first.

unfortunately, this will never happen...
:-(