“What have I done? What possessed me, again I am here, trembling. One way or another I am going to live to tell about this!”

– This is exactly what I’ll feel when I am seated and the harness is tightened, into the C8 Corvette Z06. I signed up with Xtreme Xperience for four laps around the Autobahn north track in a 670 horsepower supercar, on May1st. I’ve been to the track once before. Perhaps that will help a bit.

I expect my entire body to scream, even as the fuel injected v8 mounted just behind the seat, sings a song of fire, and steel, and engineering, tires bite into asphalt: this could kill you my body will insist.

At times I wonder if I have within me, a voice similar to that of Socrates’ daimonion. On occasion a voice whispers to me, “Do it! Do it!” Mysteriously what might be a death wish bears a sensation of life. The cosmos is life, and I am sure to feel alive as I have ever been!

This sage wishes
to lead you to the mountains,
and he will perhaps endanger your life:

therefore as the price of his enjoyment
he willingly authorizes you to take your revenge
either before or afterwards on such a guide.

Do you remember
what thoughts came into your head
when he once led you
to a gloomy cavern
over a slippery path?

Your distrustful heart beat rapidly,
And said inwardly,
“This guide might surely do something better than
crawl about here…!”

The Dawn of Day by Friedrich Nietzsche, trans. J. M Kennedy, aphorism 469