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𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞: 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘚𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 :). 𝘐𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
𝘔𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯-𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘭. 𝘐’𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘵 “𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐“ 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵. 𝘐𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.
𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆: 𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘱*𝘳𝘯, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘵
𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍: 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳/𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳/𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 (𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯), 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘣𝘳𝘰/𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴, 𝘥𝘶𝘣𝘤𝘰𝘯
𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯
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𝘉𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴
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Worse than Worse | 001 (𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦)
One-shots:
Why do you look at her?
Head-canons:
Photography - Headcanon
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Charles Leclerc
Series:
Night in Monaco
Night After Monaco
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Crushing Season
Carlos Sainz
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To All The Boys I’ve Hurt | 001
To All The Boys I’ve Hurt | 002
drabbles:
The Shoelace Theory
Daniel Ricciardo
drabbles:
The Shoelace Theory
Oscar Piastri
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The Shoelace Theory
Yuki Tsunado
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The Shoelace Theory
George Russell
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The Shoelace Theory
Lewis Hamilton
drabbles:
The Shoelace Theory
Crushing Season
Max Verstappen
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Lest You Ache My Wrath part 2
drabbles:
The Shoelace Theory
Crushing Season
Lando Noriss
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The Shoelace Theory
Crushing Season
Pierre Gasly
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The Shoelace Theory
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My visit to the NASCAR Hall of Fame (Charlotte, NC - JUN 29 2024)
Every year for a few years now, I try to do an Independence Day post where I walk around a few cemeteries and snap some cool photos. But this is an election year, and I'm concerned that I'm going to have to soft-block some political zealot high on their own farts that will leave intellectual gems in the comments like 'Drumpf IZ Hitler!' or 'down with left-cucks in 24!'. So instead, I'm going to share some pictures that I took at the NASCAR Hall of Fame in Charlotte, and you can leave all the unrelated jabbering political frivolity that you'd like in the comments section.
For the record, I'm not into NASCAR at all. I haven't watched a full single race in my lifetime, and I tend to associate it with rednecks driving in circles. Which, to my chagrin, I was dead wrong in my interpretation on. Well, except for the redneck part. There's a hell of a lot more to these beautiful cars than I thought. My visit to this specialized museum was a delicate mix of history, art and science lessons!
The first thing I learned is that although these cars look fully assembled from the outside, they have nearly all the standard parts taken out (the radio, the average driver wheel, the headlights, etc.) and the bodies are composed of a flat sheet of durable metal. These days the car panels, which are composite materials like plastic coated with fibreglass, are then painted over to make a colorful, and often very corporate piece of art that is ready to drive at breakneck speeds. This all makes the modified car as light and agile as possible on the speedway.
In the U.S. south, where I reside these days, stock car racing's roots took hold from prohibition. Stock car racing wasn't just about competition; it was about taking your very fast car and running moonshine and illegally imported booze to different regions around Appalachia. Getting away from highway patrol meant stripping your car of excessive weight and parts, allowing for maximum maneuverability around hairpin turns and extreme acceleration up and down steep hills… all while a 1000-pound barrel of booze was strapped down in the back seat.
This is a picture I snapped inside the Hall of Honor, and that man is Richard 'the King' Petty. As a non-NASCAR fan, his face is the face I most associate with NASCAR, as his signature moustache, glasses and hat stand out to me as a truly memorable and iconic driver. But it’s not just the driver that participates. In NASCAR, your team is composed of a chief, who spots opportunities from television monitors and signals the driver through radio to execute specific moves to win the race, all while managing the rest of the team.
The pit crew consists of mechanics, a jackman (runs around the car with a heavy jack to raise the automobile during a maintenance pit stop), a cut-off valve attendant for refuelling, and a driver attendant who helps the driver get in and out of the car. It doesn't just take an individual driver, but a full team to assist the driver in winning the race. Drivers have suffered concussions, bone fractures, severe burns, whiplash, traumatic bodily injuries and death. Talk about bleeding for your craft!
And now for some art! Pictured above is a full-scale clay model of a Next Gen Ford Mustang. These days, clay models of racing cars are developed from digital designs and used to capture approvals from companies to lay down a final design for a race-worthy automobile. Once you pack a V-8 engine into one of these babies and recreate it out of a steel tube frame, you've got a vehicle that can reach speeds above 200 miles per hour.
Here's my pops, Dave, who I took to this museum as a birthday present. He's a NASCAR freak, and this little excursion to the Hall of Fame actually made him cry for a beat as he recalled decades worth of memories of racers, historic moments, and images of historic back-to-back victories for drivers and their teams.
Every car has the potential to be a race car. It just takes some weight-loss surgery or a good initial design, some driver safety features, and a colorful skin to make the whole thing faster, more agile, and more appealing to the eye. I have to say I never expected to absorb so much from the NASCAR HoF. I was grateful for my visit and wanted to share a portion of what I learned to Tumblr as a fun little sidebar.
I hope you enjoyed this post. And rest assured, you will never see another NASCAR post on my page ever again… y'know, unless it’s a meme or something!
Happy 4th,
th3-0bjectivist (Luke)
[ADDENDUM (07/05/2024): Tumblr ryanthedemiboy pointed out to me in the comments that the third paragraph in this post probably needed some modifications regarding the actual description of the panels, which I originally and ignorantly described as an ‘outer metal hull’. While this might have been the case with older NASCAR vehicles, in modern times the panels are at best ‘metal-skinned’, if that, and manufactured from carbon fibre. Also, older NASCAR vehicles were painted and repainted, but ever since the early 2000’s these vehicles are simply wrapped in a vinyl skin. Thank you for your insight ryanthedemiboy, I will ‘stay in my lane’ so to speak in the future and give these topics, that are alien to me, the research they deserve before I post!]
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1999 Toyota Supra A80 JGTC
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How does an old, awesome race car end up as the world’s fastest and most expensive flowerbed? Well, because nobody else wanted it. Which, considering it was relatively successful (finishing 14th overall in its final season, but also on the podium at Fuji Speedway) is a bit bonkers.
What you're looking at is the 1999 Toyota Supra #38 Cerumo FK/Massimo JGTC car that was driven by Yuji Tachikawa and Hironori Takeuchi. Not some half-arsed marketing buck, either, but the actual car that raced, complete with all its mechanical bits intact, apart from the transmission.
After the 1999 season there was a sponsorship change within the race team, so the main sponsor wanted to get rid of the car. But no one wanted it; it was too complex to run, too expensive. So the owners of the shop where it lives now managed to bag it for free and use it as an eye-catching momento outside the office.
It’s been sat in the same spot for the last 15 years. So long in fact, they can’t actually remember exactly how long it’s been there. But long enough for the paint to fade and crack, tyres to deflate and for the rust to set in and turn the motorsport parts a nice shade of sad, neglected brown.
As you can imagine, over the years they've been approached multiple times by people (from all around the world) wanting to buy it. Some have even offered heinous amounts of money. But they will never sell it. No matter how bad its increasingly decrepit condition gets, it's got tremendous sentimental value and drums up attention in a way a giant inflatable man or Freelander parked on some rockery simply can't. But will they ever restore it? Well, it's always been on their to-do list but they've never got round to.
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