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Its all imagination and science Fiction you see in this Picture.
It´s all about What if
What if the people in the 19th century had already the ability to hover
What if they are doing awesome World-Championships with hovering vehicles
[i]Saturday. 9 March 1910
One of my worst days
but also one of the best days in my whole life.
It is near at the end of the final lap. My RICHTHAMMER - Hover Racer runs like hell and everything seems to be perfect.
I can touch the smell of victory this time, and there are only 2000 meters to go. Only one last corner and there it is
the great arena
The crowd goes wild, and I can smell their testosterone. But something went wrong
what´s that noise
This dam sucker in the AUTO-UNION. DAM it! I´m HIT!
My rudder blocks and i can´t control my Hover-Racer. OH MY GOD
the sky turns red. Someone must have crashed into my left rudder.
Everything is like slow-motion now.
I can fell the pressure from my heartbeat bumping blood into my vains
My eyes went to the right side of my cockpit and I saw this pure guy in his racer hitting the track-margin and become a ball of fire flying right into the arena.
Things are speeding up again and heart is bumping like a capoeira drummer. VICTORY!
I cross the line short before that sun of a bitch to my right. It was his fault.
This should be the happiest day in my life, but my face is covered with tears
There he stands on the podium
to my right side. Smiling like he has won the race
but he doesnt!!
This was my day!
There is only one thing left i have to do
It´s an incredible feeling to broke your fingers hitting that dam smiling bastard.
Now i feel better.
AND AFTER THE RACE…