History always begs to be rewritten. Being a physics aficionado, the theory of multiple dimensions holds a special place in my brain. Couple that with a love for all things science fiction, and my synapses light up with boundless ideas and tales of the bizarre. Taking the above into consideration, behold the final iteration of the winningest Thunderbird on the opposite side of the space-time bubble.
Racing rivalries exist in all segments of motorsport, but none are as fabled as the one-hundred year old battle between Indian and Harley-Davidson. We briefly explore this ages-old rivalry, and the starts and stops which only served to fan the flames as time went by.
I’ve been into cars since, quite possibly, conception. My father is a car guy through and through. He’s been in the industry since his teen years, and is the one responsible for my automotive affliction. And witnessing his tastes in cars, and learning from them as a young lad, I formed some opinions on stance, style, colors and more from our time together.
A late-night thinking binge took me down the rabbit hole, considering that today’s artists will be remembered or even rediscovered in quite a different fashion from those who came before. What’s odd is that instead of learning about me in libraries or museums, someone will find my life’s work via some internet search, scattered among loosely-related images and links chosen by some algorithm.