You could barrel down the runway in one of these, hit the ton and be airborne
Now...
You blip, shift, brake, stick that knee out and drag it around C1 and feel the rush come...
This used to be Kari's playground until his untimely death in 1995. But thanks to the legend, it's now a playground he's left behind for all of us to enjoy.
The Smell of the unburnt fuel, fresh rubber and the wraith of the chambers on song...Divine!
PS: if you're in the area this weekend, join T.W.O trackside, cheer, jeer or just come and inhale!!
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