I don't recall the bass line or the drum beat, but I remember the melody...
Back in the dark ages, an actual print magazine (remember those?) - probably 'Car&Driver' - asked readers to send in suggestions for music to listen to while driving. I don't remember any response but one, where some genius wrote in to say:
"Pink Floyd's 'Dark Side of the Moon' while driving at night between cities, very fast."
"So you're a young car enthusiast and you want a classic sports car, something you can drive everyday, but you don't wanna spend a metric fuck-ton of money? Well, you're in luck! I 've got just the ride for you; a watercooled, front-engined Porsche — specifically, a 944.
Nope, it doesn't have an engine out of a VW van, it's a proper, bona fide Porsche — and there's a bunch of models to chose from."
Up at first break
Left shoe on left foot
Dirty Martini cap to head
Check the dipstick
Top the oil
Seatbelt on hip
Mechanical tick of two litre iron block
Purring far better than most people would give credit
“38 years old”
But this car will rise to the occasion
1st & 2nd gear gets us rolling…
3rd and now we are sailing
Narrow rubber rolling on 14s.
Could this be the nimblest of them all?
4th gear and now we’re talking
Momentum makes angels of these cars.
Such a trashy li'l thing.
Nothing you like more than to be flung... or to be in a fling. Isn't that the truth?
You do it so well you make the others dizzy. Confused. Crazy. Mad.
It all began with the usual chat.
"Porsches are the strongest."
"No, you don’t know what you’re talking about; Ferraris are the strongest.
Porsches might be strong on the track and in rallies, but Ferrari's 0-100km/h times, Ferrari 's max speed..." On and on it goes.
Then comes the idea; a challenge on track.
Antonio Kawage — papa elfer
editor's note: few of our readers know how flüssig burst into being. even fewer still know how your editor went from being an air-cooled 911 elitist to a passionate polygamist for early water-cooled Porsches. Antonio Kawage, of r-elfer, a site celebrating race inspired early 911s, wanted to find out more about this violent conversion and how it developed into a magazine devoted to a much maligned and misunderstood breed he enjoys pushing in people's faces.
the barrel's spun. four of the six chambers are live. the chances of coming outta this one are slim.
we each take turns. me, then Seth and Derek followed by Jae.
decals. art on the decals. simple and abstract sketches of what best personifies the flüssig fab 4. we're all taking stabs, verbally, at concepts. then Jae pushes the words aside and lets his art do the talking.
We take so many things for granted. That our car will start or the garage door opener will work when the button is pressed. That fuel will be more gas than water and our favorite fast food venue will get our complex no raw onions, extra crispy bacon order just right. Well, right more times than not.