The Iceman .cometh

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About Me

Name:

Out of the night that covers me,
black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance,
my head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
looms but the horror of the shade,
and yet the menace of the years
finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
how charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

Drifter: Saturday, September 03, 2005

The Iceman sets Monza on fire...

"... you know what? I'm still the fastest man on track. Penalize me if you will, I'll still be coming through."
the inimitable Steve Slater attempting to voice The Iceman's thoughts...
... and this is just Qualifying!

The Race.
Well, if McLaren didn't look so damn sexy, I'd have emptied out my expletive list and then some. For now, I can only say "FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARK! DOUBLE FAAAAAARK! FAAAAAAAAARK TIMES THREE!"
Keep pushing, Kimi. You're unstoppable. Put the fear of ice in Senor Fernando.