As an aside, the tabloid makes a big deal about calling Swift “boy crazy” in its article, but the reality is she’s only dated two men in the past four and a half years. Far be it from Gossip Cop to call the reference sexist; however, there are stars like Justin Bieber, who’s been romantically linked to loads of women this past year alone, and no one calls him names, except for maybe “stud.”
This was probably the most fun DDay I’ve been too. With each passing trip to this track, I try to do something different with my photo style to keep things fresh. My intentions were to focus more on the drivers and their machines the most. I had many vantage point ideas that I wanted to try out, but after the track went hot for the second time that day, I figured that I wanted to take part in ride alongs and shoot within those to get something different.
In the past two trips up north, I’ve attached my D7000 via suction cup to a willing car to capture something cool. The possibility for achieving what I want is there, but I think I bought the wrong cup for now. I’m currently using the Manfrotto 241V which has a pole coming out of it. That pole is hindering how I can mount the camera. The 241FB (I think) comes with the cup and a stud to put a tripod head onto, and that would be perfect! I could use the two for better stability I suppose. Another thing is getting a true wireless trigger. I own a Nikon infrared remote, but it needs to be facing the front of the camera to work and that’s not possible when the camera is facing away from me. I typically use a wired remote but that only has a meters reach and I can’t do much with that. Pocket Wizard makes some neat products that I might end up getting before Final Bout II.
Anyways, thank you to Mike, Josh, Ilia, and Phil for the rad ride alongs! I rode with Mike (Moonlighter) the most and his period correct car and driving style was a blast to experience. Even though he’s pushing a stock KA, that thing rips! Josh is the craziest driver I have experience. Coming up on top of the hill by the bleachers on the advanced track, he would just drop the frame on rumble strip and gave zero fucks. The aggressiveness within his driving style was jaw dropping. Ilia, even though he almost ran me over, pushed his Cressida to the limit. His clutch kicks are actual full force kicks and its so entertaining to witness, in a good way. And Phil has truly mastered his FR-S. He and that car are one. There is so much going on in the cockpit when he is behind the wheel, and there is not a single second when his hands or feet are not doing something. Kudos to everyone.
Grab your cans cause we’re runnin’ down the hatch Hidin’ from trains trippin’ over tracks Runnin’ from the law just for a cause Youth run wild man go and get yours Rollin’ thunder writers inks no crime Never pay the fare man fuck the one time Bombin’ Coney Island how about Brighton Just a little dude in the midst of mothafuckin’ giants Here to bomb the system so you’ll recognize All around kings Lordz of Brooklyn in the house