Vanwall – To Beat Those Bloody Red Cars
We shape our self to fit this world and by the world are shaped again. The visible and the invisible …
We shape our self to fit this world and by the world are shaped again. The visible and the invisible …
“The Alfa Romeos are beaten!” The wave of noise washed over and engulfed José Froilán González and his scarlet Ferrari as he eased his car through the clamouring throng.
F***king finally!
I have weathered the storm,
I have beaten out my exile.
~The Rest – Ezra Pound~
Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my …
Earth’s distant orb appeared The smallest light that twinkles in the heaven; Whilst round the chariot’s way Innumerable systems rolled, …