What the ever living fuck is Alliance Motorsport?
Alliance Motorsport was originally a bit of a running gag I used to write about. Think of all the undesireables, the rejects, the guys with cars that upset the toffy noses and pollute the air with foul belching, but are stupid fast anyway and piss off as many people as possible – that was The Unholy Alliance. Basically if you annoyed the ‘in’ crowd, your with us. And of course get a bunch of misfits together and mayhem usually is a result. And believe me, in the early days it was. Come to think of it, still is.
The Unholy Alliance morphed into The Alliance (UnHoly doesnt… quite sit well with God Botherers) and changed as peopel did things liek get married and have babies. Still, the core of myself, Adiran Rowe and Peter remained with fringers like Keith popping up now and then. We even have it registered as a business name. Still just as mad and still going all out to annoy and piss off people with the fact we like to have fun in our motorsport.
What the difference is these days is we often win and our cars are actually fast and rather better built.
Today’s Alliance is a bit more of a spread out affair. I’m in Australia and my Alliance name is Cat Terrist, Peter is in Engalnd and goes by Kaptain Ballistik. Chris is Wrar and he’s in the USA. John (Hunter Devourer) is also an Aussie. Keith (the Great Resonable Chicken Deity) sorta is dropped off the planet. Adrian is called Ugly Pills, is in Melbourne and not really doing much. We dont really have as many fringe members as we used to but you know, I think that’ll sort itself out once again. Oh there’s also James but I aint seen him about in a loooooong time.
So there you are a brief history of Alliance Motorsport. And yes, we are beginning to look to getting new idiots to join up. As long as your out to have as much fun and go as sideways as possible, hopefulyl while annoying the living fuck outta the ultra serious posers…… you’ll be quite at home here.
And now I better sod off for the evening.
Fuck, some of my passwords are stupid to remember. Right tho…
The new season of Top Gear is on. Ep1 was unbelieveably funny, Ep2 was cool – but this episode was flat out damn gorgeous. Three supercars crossing some insane bridge in France – gave me wood. Oh man, did it ever. It made me want to be there. to experience the howls of the motors, the visual specticle, the sheer… audacity of it all.
It also reminds me exactly why Top Gear rules all other motoring shows. They understand cars are about passion and sometimes logic just has no place in it all. It’s about that time early in the morning where the noise of your motor bounces off the cliff, you hear it snarl and echo as you heel toe it and then blast off as the sun peaks it’s way over the horizion. I want to do that one day, get one of these snarling v12’s and let it rip. Hear it, experience it. Let it chill my blood with the sheer intensity. Sure, I got two extraordinarily fast bits of machinery, but they dont have the wicked feel of a supercar. The HOLY FUCK I’M ALIVE! moment.
One day maybe. I can always dream, right?
And that’s why Top Gear is my favorite show. Long may it give us the HOLY FUCK I’M ALIVE! moments for us to share.
On an personal note……. Man I’m becoming a bitter bastard in regards to some things. Women, church….. Oh dont get me wrong I like both but there’s so much… AGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH about it all. I dont really like how I feel like I’m some sort of disease ridden bit of refuse in a church all because I’ve had happen that most un-Christian thing called a marrage break up. Oh Christian’s arent supposed to divorce! Well fuck, we do. Bad shit happens to us too. I love God but His followers…. lemme get back to on that some other time.
One of the things I guess that surprises me is that rallying is as safe as it is. Yes, it is, the cages, harness and seats makes a rally car one hell of a safe place to have a mind blowing crash. Usually, you can just walk or occasionally limp away. However, this year saw the death of Michael Park, a very popular and successful co-driver. He died in a collision with a tree while calling the notes for Marrko Martin, who’s future has to be in doubt. This was the first death in 12 years to the day at WRC level- Roger Freeth died at Rally Australia and of course the tragic post-it note of that is the driver there, Possum Bourne died in a recce accident in New Zealand 10 years later at the Race to the Clouds.
Now, in 1986 when Group B was about, there were quite a few deaths, but since then it’s been pretty good. Park’s death was a shock and a reminder it could happen to anyone.
News today however to me was more surprising – in a way deaths on-stage arent something you want but they happen. At any championship level it happens because while the cars are very safe, you are travellign at very high speeds and if you go off, you stand a good chance of hitting somethign very solid. Normal road cars wouldnt stand a chance. Now, before I sidetrack myself, the point today of this entry was that Richard Burns died. Not in a car, but from cancer. That really doesnt seem fair for someone who was young and highly talented to be taken by cancer and not doing something he loved.
Is that a bit…. morbid of a comment? I dont know. But, Park died quickly doing what he was good at. Burn’s life was sucked away over two years most unfairly and I dare say most distressingly by a silent killer. I know which way I would prefer to exit this world.
Anyway, may both of you rest in peace.
Hopefully next time there’ll be some good news to type about.
Someone had the brilliant idea of giving us keyboards, money and webspace. Now we’re going to make a horrid mess of things.
I need to hit up the pullit in Broward and get some wheels. I’d love to get 14″ for 185 width tires but I doubt they’d fit over the 240SX’s brakes.
Yes, another post. Right now I’m testing this shit out. We’ll have three ‘staff’ members as such as well as my good (or bad) self, Cris fromt he USa and Peter whio is currently in the shithole known as the UK. Looks to be good software so far – worked out a lot and been able to make some changes quickly.
This’ll get files under Random Bullshit Sounds like…. holy fuck, it’s pissing down outside in no uncertain manner!
Well damn, that was easy. And now we have a weblog system installed.
I would love to type some shit here to be wow and deep and meaningful – fuck that, this is just another shitty weblog, who gives a fuck I say?