Igen.

I’ve been watching heavy dark clouds rushing west. If they make it some 40 km Villa Carlos Paz will be indeed under a heavy storm.

Ridiculous performance version of your taxi-police car? This thing was the quickest stock car made in Argentina for over a decade. 166 HP of pure... err... power, I guess.

Hummm, Lancia Lambda would like to have a word with you. Pioneering unibody constuction since 1922.

Nope, this is the apex of the Giugiaro sculptural trapezoid design language. Plus, adding badassery in the shape of one of the hottest hot hatches of the ‘80-’90s.

Don’t make blonde jokes, don’t make blond jokes, don’t make blond... bwahahahahaha!

Global warming taken to badass levels.

I’ve always wondered who on earth would like a Mitsuoka.

I prefer my Huyras with simpler wings, please.

I didn’t say that I know what she thinks, I said I think she doesn’t care, judging by what I said above. Perhaps an excess of legal reasoning and presumptions (a professional trait that I’d need to get rid of).

Thanks for the tip! I guess you can replace “Arizona” with “Texas” and that’d be more accurate. Unless Florida, of course.

That’s the point.

Yes. For starters, I acknowledge that nobody enters a car race with the intention of smashing some people (unless NASCAR).

“Asian” and “woman” are misguiding qualifiers. More like “moron plutocrat”, “rich douchebag” and you’ll be closer.

Actually Argentina hasn’t had many rally accidents involving spectators until last year, neither at the WRC nor at national or local series.

She should never race again. She shouldn’t have raced in the first place. I truly don’t think she cares much, apart from her reputation and eventual charges.

As of today, most of the hurt people are out of danger. Still, three of them remain in an intesive care unit: father and son, and another man. We can only hope they recover soon.

High levels of WTF on the copilot’s side. I guess he spent a full week plucking feathers from within his teeth...

Here am I, giggling like a stoned orangutan on a gas station some miles away from my summer house (no home internet there, you see). People around stare in disbelief and probably blame it on the government. I mean, about me giggling like if I stepped on an electrified frog. I give less fucks than Kimi Raikkonen after…

You are obnoxiously right.