"ptak appreciates old racecars" (racecarptak)
07/29/2014 at 19:55 • Filed to: None
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"ptak appreciates old racecars" (racecarptak)
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Early morning. You get in, shut the canopy and fasten your seatbelts. You adjust the elaborate controls over which only you have complete understanding. Who else would? You built it, after all.
Seven hundred horsepower screeches haltingly like a over-excited goose but then rumbles to life. Flames erupt from beneath the cowl. Contact with the ground ends right before the runway does. The airplane rises steadily.
Sailing. Clouds, above and below. The ground is invisible, it's only you, the machine and the sky. The engine hums deeply. A storm brews, but it can't touch you. You're too fast for it. Your airplane, piloted by your love and expertise, can attain almost six hundred kilometers per hour.
Here, in this little bare-metal tube of unrefined machinery, you sail through the sky. Uncomfortable in the hard seat. Obliterated by noise. Yet surrounded by complete peace.
GhostZ
> ptak appreciates old racecars
07/29/2014 at 20:02 |
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...and then some upstart in a Cessna with flames on the side and a "shocker" sticker pulls up to you at the light and starts revving his propeller. You roll your eyes and he starts calling you a pussy, the girl sitting next to him laughing. She reminds you of Debbie from middle school, so you dump the clutch and roar off towards 75mph, just in time to see flashing lights from the sky police in your rear view mirror. Douchbro Mc Cessna points and laughs as his airplane's exhaust braaaaps out and you reach for your pilot's license....
Laird Andrew Neby Bradleigh
> ptak appreciates old racecars
07/29/2014 at 20:02 |
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Dude... I think you just wrote a Rush song.
MAXIMUMVRM
> ptak appreciates old racecars
07/29/2014 at 21:08 |
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most people see animals in clouds I see racetracks.