From the Care of the Year file, here’s something interesting I just read on my lunch break. You ought to check it out. Why? It’s an ethereal piece; a metaphor speaking to fleeting victory and attention deficit in the mainstream automotive media. Man is born. Man lives. Man dies. And it’s all vanity.
Walking away from this piece today, I couldn’t help but think about what it must be like to walk the old tarmac on a warm, summer afternoon in Germany and think about all the drivers and pit crews and team managers who put it all on the line, running wide open for glory we’ve almost completely forgot in favor of the latest Nordschleife novelty.
Worth a couple minutes of your time. We should all aspire, but we should also pause to simply be now and again. Where do the ghosts of motorsport past speak to you?
[images: Christer Lundem]