ἀπὸ μηχανῆς θεός - DEUS EX MACHINA: FAR AWAY FROM MILAN's SPOTLIGHT.
Wake up.
Late.
Little bit headache.
Alarm.
Breakfast of champions.
Leaving from Rimini to Milan.
Goodmorning fellas.
How are you? My last week end was full of bright experinces!
Demanding enought (only for considerable amount of work during my last work week) but a great escape.
By the way, where I was?
Right, Highway.
Have you ever seen a concept auto with Kilos of camo wrap vynil, ran fast like a lightning and louder than thunder?
Well I had.
Ladies and Gentlemen, here for you STELVIO.
This is not the simply QUADRIFOGLIO, and, simply to a car with 510hp that burns 0-100 in 4 sec, well, it is not right to say..
But i think that what i met during my trip was a special version of the Beast, probably with a manual gearbox or with rear wheel drive. Or angrier.
Only time can give us the right answer, or maybe a FCA manager that is reading this post: "Come on, tell us the truth about!"
3 hours later I, or better We, arrive in Milan. Not so chaotic as i imagined, i found almost immediatly a 24h parking in Via Messina 13.
A perfect spot in the city to start my guided exploration.
Maria and Marco hosted us in their home for 2, for sure, perfect days.
Once outside the first thing i noticed it's that Milan owns allure and shows his glitter life everytime.
Not bad or good. It's like this.
And it's amazin have a walk and see real beuty, mecha and human of course.
First stop MUDEC, Kandinsky, put your hands up in the air and you will change the color disposition in his paints, thanks to CANON for that playlights.
The non objective, pure astraction art. (the knight was riding a real ducati hiiiperhorse, i'm not kidding)
"Ok, but, Too short", i was thinking while I heard a desmo, due or quattro i couldn't recognize so good, that kidnapped my head.
"Ground control to major Luca, can you hear me?"
Landed again i find my self in BASE for a damn good coffee and a question in my brain:
who killed laura palmer?
1 hour in relax watchin twin peaks, the pilot and outside again. We moved in style with the efficient car sharing solutions (BMW or MINI, when you want, where you want, but first give them some money).
"Ehy, you are a faker! This is not a motor engine car and bikes blog! Where are the bikes?"
Wait, I'll arrive, give me time.
No dinner, if you to know where to go ask to Maria Vicini , she knows better than me which restaurants or clubs you have to choose.
So it's breakfast time, but no breafast of champions today.
Next stop? Isola district.
ἀπὸ μηχανῆς θεός: Deus ex machina
Here a motolover can find his dimension.
Custom, brat, race replica and cafè racer are there for you and your cafè.
But only one bike kidnapped my head again.
She was green, low seat, with shining racing handlebar.
Once seen her b-side, I felt an instinct to be closer, smell every part of her aluminium tank and touch.
Gentlemen, but also for you ladies,
You know what i mean.
Sexy and danger like a loaded gun. Not for amateurs. She wants someone who can dominate her instinct: to kill you as fast as possible.
And those exhaust?
For me the twostroke's exhausts are simply masterpieces. Look the expansions. Brutal power expression. Stop.
The Deus burger was good, same for the coffee. But the real stars are the bikes.
Used like furnishing element. Static they look, but able to transmit dynamic activity.
As the Sun's ride, our trip at 5.00 pm had its natural end.
With a last date....
All alone she could not move.
She was waitin someone only for a ride.
She wants to feel free.
Not a bulky object left on a sidewalk.
Here for you
DO NOT ABANDON YOUR BIKE.
SHE HAS REAL FEELINGS.
BRING YOU HOME EVERYDAY.
TAKE CARE OF HER.
And my last thought goes to this Man.
You are now with some goodfellas.
Bye Nicky, remeber:
Fullthrottle!
Late.
Little bit headache.
Alarm.
Breakfast of champions.
Leaving from Rimini to Milan.
Goodmorning fellas.
How are you? My last week end was full of bright experinces!
Demanding enought (only for considerable amount of work during my last work week) but a great escape.
By the way, where I was?
Right, Highway.
Have you ever seen a concept auto with Kilos of camo wrap vynil, ran fast like a lightning and louder than thunder?
Well I had.
Ladies and Gentlemen, here for you STELVIO.
But i think that what i met during my trip was a special version of the Beast, probably with a manual gearbox or with rear wheel drive. Or angrier.
Only time can give us the right answer, or maybe a FCA manager that is reading this post: "Come on, tell us the truth about!"
3 hours later I, or better We, arrive in Milan. Not so chaotic as i imagined, i found almost immediatly a 24h parking in Via Messina 13.
A perfect spot in the city to start my guided exploration.
Maria and Marco hosted us in their home for 2, for sure, perfect days.
Once outside the first thing i noticed it's that Milan owns allure and shows his glitter life everytime.
Not bad or good. It's like this.
And it's amazin have a walk and see real beuty, mecha and human of course.
First stop MUDEC, Kandinsky, put your hands up in the air and you will change the color disposition in his paints, thanks to CANON for that playlights.
The non objective, pure astraction art. (the knight was riding a real ducati hiiiperhorse, i'm not kidding)
"Ok, but, Too short", i was thinking while I heard a desmo, due or quattro i couldn't recognize so good, that kidnapped my head.
"Ground control to major Luca, can you hear me?"
Landed again i find my self in BASE for a damn good coffee and a question in my brain:
who killed laura palmer?
1 hour in relax watchin twin peaks, the pilot and outside again. We moved in style with the efficient car sharing solutions (BMW or MINI, when you want, where you want, but first give them some money).
"Ehy, you are a faker! This is not a motor engine car and bikes blog! Where are the bikes?"
Wait, I'll arrive, give me time.
No dinner, if you to know where to go ask to Maria Vicini , she knows better than me which restaurants or clubs you have to choose.
So it's breakfast time, but no breafast of champions today.
Next stop? Isola district.
ἀπὸ μηχανῆς θεός: Deus ex machina
Here a motolover can find his dimension.
Custom, brat, race replica and cafè racer are there for you and your cafè.
But only one bike kidnapped my head again.
She was green, low seat, with shining racing handlebar.
Once seen her b-side, I felt an instinct to be closer, smell every part of her aluminium tank and touch.
Gentlemen, but also for you ladies,
KAWASAKI H1 500 MACH III
but for the friends, you can call this beuty WIDOWMAKER.
| Make Model | Kawasaki H1 500 Mach III |
|---|---|
| Wet Weight | 188 kg / 414 lbs |
| Fuel Capacity | 15 Litres / 4.0 US gal |
| Standing ¼ Mile | 12.4 sec |
| Top Speed | 200 km/h / 124 mph |
Sexy and danger like a loaded gun. Not for amateurs. She wants someone who can dominate her instinct: to kill you as fast as possible.
And those exhaust?
For me the twostroke's exhausts are simply masterpieces. Look the expansions. Brutal power expression. Stop.
The Deus burger was good, same for the coffee. But the real stars are the bikes.
Used like furnishing element. Static they look, but able to transmit dynamic activity.
As the Sun's ride, our trip at 5.00 pm had its natural end.
With a last date....
All alone she could not move.
She was waitin someone only for a ride.
She wants to feel free.
Not a bulky object left on a sidewalk.
Here for you
BIMOTA YB11 SUPERLEGGERA
| Make Model | Bimota YB11 SUPERLEGGERA |
|---|---|
| Dry Weight | 183 kg / 404 lbs |
| Fuel Capacity | 15 Litres / 4.0 US gal |
| Standing ¼ Mile | 12.9 sec |
| Top Speed | 215 km/h / 133 mph |
DO NOT ABANDON YOUR BIKE.
SHE HAS REAL FEELINGS.
BRING YOU HOME EVERYDAY.
TAKE CARE OF HER.
And my last thought goes to this Man.
You are now with some goodfellas.
Bye Nicky, remeber:
Fullthrottle!
R.I.P. #69
