Growth
Changes
It’s been over 2 years living in Victoria. Operating, interacting with the world is quite different than it was when I first arrived. The island itself hasn’t changed much though, but how my everyday life goes on it, too it, has.
Chicken Egg: Boxes of Box.
The Bombs Bursting in Air
When I was first getting into drifting the idea of drifting anything RWD was obscure and silly. It was Corolla’s, S chassis, FC’s and the odd sedan. With the increase in popularity comes variety due to desperation. I was desperate for wheels just before our last event.
More for google images
Careful -> expensive.
Scrap skunkworks
Little gets posted these days. Initial wear seems too great. Burnt, the automotive world appears ever so vast. I’m quite lost in it. I’ve lost myself to be honest. There’s so many things I wish to be a cause of. Things I want to build, things I need to break, or both. My life changed dramatically this past year, it’s affected my out look. Speed hero was an excitement of automotive expression. I played with cars therefore these interactions were documented. People, anonymously co-enthusiastic for these standardized and/or original exploits. I changed. So worn out from confusion I’m not sure where I’ve been or going. I am confidence challenged. There’s nothing in life I’m sure I can succeed at any longer, this will be the death of me. My enthusiasm. For cars remains, as strong as always, but my motivation to improve my life especially that of cars, is gone. All I want to do anymore is build scrap into moving chunks of mass but even then only in theory. My dream job lies in the idea of scrapworks. Building something new each day is the only way to retain sanity. I hate being and adult/
TS-X ( – = E)
