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| FERRARI P4/5 BY PININFARINA: A DREAM COME TRUEA coach-built car for collector James Glickenhaus. What better place for the debut of Pininfarina�s new creation than the most elite Concours d�El�gance in the world. The Ferrari P4/5 by Pininfarina is a one-off commissioned by James Glickenhaus, the American collector with a yen for the legendary racing cars of the Sixties. The car has been designed, engineered and built entirely by Pininfarina,
bringing to life something that, just a few months earlier, was just a
dream and creating a sort of symbiosis between the customer and
Pininfarina along the path leading to definition of this extraordinary
model.
Starting from a Ferrari Enzo, the aim was to produce a
unique vehicle inspired by sport racing cars with extreme vocations:
not just a show-car but a vehicle to be enjoyed on the road. After
freezing styling with various touch-ups to the initial sketches, the
surfaces were defined using CAS modeling, then moving on to actual
construction and assembly.
More than 200 components
were specifically developed through constant interaction between
styling and design: from the bixenon lighting clusters specifically
designed with an innovative system of yellow and white leds to the
alloy wheels � 20-inch aluminum � milled from the block, up to and
including the aluminum and special steel in-sight hinges. The sleek lines of the vehicle, characterized by a soft muscular touch, took shape on the body � made entirely of carbon fiber.
The tapered profile of the nose highlights both its aerodynamic
function and the car�s new look; the central body is dominated by the
single-shell windscreen, while the car is accessed via two butterfly
type doors. The rear features powerful sides with the embedded teardrop
type transparent rear window which also acts as engine cover and from
which ceramic-coated exhaust tips peep out, as on racing cars of the
Sixties.
�The entire vehicle � stresses Ken Okuyama, Director of Pininfarina Styling
� expresses elegance and fluidity with the clear-cut, uncluttered lines
that are typical of Pininfarina�s style. Our designer, Jason Castriota,
succeeded very effectively in interpreting this approach to the
project�. Considerable
attention has been dedicated to aerodynamics with continuous testing at
the Pininfarina Aerodynamic and Aeroacoustic Research Center of
Grugliasco (Turin, Italy) in an effort to reach the highest levels of
performance combined with perfect functionality of all the appendices
integrated in the body of the vehicle. �Each of these projects � comments Paolo Garella, Head of the Pininfarina Special Projects Division -
represents an exhilarating challenge ,i.e. trying to meet the
Customer�s requirements in the best way possible without undermining
the company�s approach based on elegance and innovation�. It is
important to stress how re-styling was not restricted only to the
outside of the car but continued also when defining the interior,
completely redesigned according to the customer�s indications. �These coach-built vehicles - concludes Andrea Pininfarina, Pininfarina S.p.A. Chairman and CEO
- give us a chance to demonstrate our excellent creativity, making our
know-how available to special customers in order to provide a real
personal experience that goes well beyond simply the possibility of
designing their own car�.      | | |
| at the prompting of one of my friends who shall remain nameless, i am going to make a new entry in this practically defunct xanga of mine. it has been a while, but i think i have enought emotional distress to write another one.
so i live in chicago now. not greenville, chicago. einstein had it right with his theory of relativity, because damn the last two weeks have taken longer than any other in my life. i love my parents, but as most of you know, they are paranoid control freaks and havent given me the freedom i want. but you know, i grin and bear it because they pay for shit and i cant really complain, i really have been spoiled at times in my life. but i think this decision to live in chicago was a bad one. let me tell you why.
firstly, i have had to leave my life in greenville. mostly, i miss my friends. i fucking love you guys, but i may never see some of you again ever! and if i dont, fuck you because it means you didnt like me enough anyway. sorry, i know that was mean, but i wont edit it. secondly, my parents want me to go to graduate school up here (med school ::crosses fingers::). there are at least seven med schools in chicago alone, but none of that matters because i am in school in atlanta. this means all the contacts i have made in greenvile and atlanta will be totally useless in 4 years. no friends' doctor dads to help me, no business partners around. thirdly, i dont know anyone up here and i dont know how to meet people. no, i wont go to church and with my job i dont have time to do things like a play.
ah, my job. i dont need money this summer, what i need is some good premed experience. so i got another job at another free clinic, i am farking predictable. only this time, there is no patient contact like there was before. in my last clinic job, i screened patients and actually got to use the spanish i so adore. here, i sit at a desk all day and copy patients' personal information from one piece of paper to another by hand. it got old after 20 mins. i have an interview monday for a potential new job at a local med school. i may be doing research or something or other, i dont know exactly. i may get paid $3000, but with my luck, they will have given it to some other kid. i just hope i dont have to keep working at the clinic all summer. fuck.
on a happier note, i am still dating my fantastic girlfrind, katie. if youd like to read the post below, it is me gushing sap all over the place about her. thats not the only thing i gush all over the place when shes around, but that is another topic altogether. anyhow, we are still going strong after 7+ months and i have never been happier. sorry ladies, but this ones taken. but the strangest thing is, al the girls i have ever really liked have been named katie. how odd. its crazy, this one is really a mixture of all of them in one person. crazy, curly frizzy hair from one of them; a chill personality from another; and the ridiculous beauty from another (god i hope they never read this). i have found the katie of all katies, and this one will have sex with me!
while id love to stay and chat, i feel this has gone on long enough. i dont know when ill have the energy to do this again, and please forgive any typos because i dont have the energy to read through it all again. until next time!
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| 1) when you are with them, you feel completely comfortable to be yourself.
2) when you hold them, it doesn't feel like there two persons, but one.
3) they know what you are going to say before you even say it, and i mean everything.
4) you laugh at their quirks and you find them endearing rather than annoying.
5) you actually let them be your equal and dont fight for power over them
6) you can trust them completely to be true to you
7) when you are away from them, it physically hurts
8) you never have the right words to say what you really feel
9) you never want any sort of discomfort to come to the other person
10) when you kiss them, its not just a kiss, but so much more
11) just the sight of that person takes away all your pain
12) you wake up in the morning and the first thought is of them; when you go to sleep at night, your last thought is of them.
13) their family likes you ;)
14) compared to all the other prospects, all the other fish in the sea, that person is the
best, the perfect catch. your eyes dont wander, your heart is in one place--their
hands.
i love you.
you are my goddess.
there is no one like you in this world.
you are crazy.
you are beautiful.
you are perfect.
you are me.
i am you.
i love you.
godamnit that was sappy.
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| another post.
hmm, whats up guys. my life is going about like it was. i
registered for spring classes, more of the same. chem, spanish,
english, poli sci, PE, a full 17 hours. i might actually have a B
in my bio class at the end of the semester, despite painfully low
grades at the outset of the year. its not my fault. this
bio class is hard as balls. trust me, a 5 on your AP bio or 5 on
IB HL Bio means about dick. this is hard as hell. also i
realized CCES was abnormally easy. i didnt do shit all year in
senior year (at least it felt like it) and i made spectacular
grades. now i am middle of the road. I would also like to
point out that so many kids who are taking easy classes, that is all
humanities or something, can eat a dick. your schedule is not
hard, go to hell. thats why i am doing more of them next
semester. why did i take calc 1 again? i dont know.
this is very train of thought writing.
new paragraph. so i killed my fish the other day. yeah the
fish in the FishBong i made. it fucking died. smoked the
shit out of him and then he died. totally worth it though.
that bong is a masterpiece, although it burns like a mother.
paragraph the third. i like my girlfriend...alot. it seems
tht as ive gotten older i appreciate different things in a
relationship. i used to be all concerned about sex, like it was
the only thing i had to do as a guy. guys, you know what i mean,
wanting to hump all the girls around you? anyways, its not like
that anymore, there is real friendship there. not that that wasnt
there with other girlfriends, but i am only observing a change in
myself.
speaking of old girlfriends, if any of you few happen to read this,
hello. thanks for taking the time to read this, it means alot,
and it means we are still friends.
so, yeah, im outta this shit. until next time...
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| new entry...hmm
only one person even bothered to read the last one. i
think. this is still my xanga. but i really have nothing to
write about. i dont want to do my work.
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