somewhere it all makes sense
what’s faster than a speeding bullet and quicker than spit off a stick, could be a solitary brit, gliding across the bonneville salt flats like a bat out of hell . . .
once upon a time, not sure if this is all that important now-a-days, a small group of brits were the fastest dudes on earth
this – as the placard announces proudly – was one incredibly fast machine (car?)
and for the time period, a pretty slick-looking one as well
but dude, 633.468 miles per hour – straight line recorded speed boys and girls – flying across the dunes of utah
british automotive engineering at it’s best
peace
