The Book Of Turismo - Spec II - The Gospels Of Shem

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Fellow followers, Turismites of the world, our faith continues within ourselves. Brother Schwartz has transcended and the task of keeping the ignition spark alive has fallen to me. I am Shem, Piston of the order. Here are words from the Racer on High.


The Gospels of Shem

Our Driver, which art in Asphalt,
Hallowed be thy V12.
Thy Turbo come.
Thy will be done in Sarthe,
As it is in Nürburg.
Give us this day our daily fuel.
And forgive us our tyre wear,
As we forgive them that trade paint against us.
And lead us not into blocking,
But deliver us from the Gravel.
For thine is the Piston,
The power, and the traction,
For ever and ever.
Apex.

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1. GT is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2. It maketh me to drive in green pastures: it leadeth me beside the pit lane.
3. It restoreth my chassis: it driveth me in the slipstream of righteousness for his name's sake.
4. Yea, though I race through the valley of the shadow of Kallenhard, I will fear no understeer: for thou art with me; thy shock and thy springs they comfort me.
5. Thou preparest an opening before me in the presence of mine rivals: thou anointest my sump with oil; my fuel tank runneth over.
6. Surely race suits and paint chips shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of GT for ever.

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The Sermon on the Mount Eiger NordWand


And seeing the multitudes, he went up into Trail Mountain: and when he was set, his drivers came unto him:
And he opened his helmet, and taught them, saying,
Blessed are the poor in skill: for theirs is the kingdom of Gravel.
Blessed are they that crash: for they shall be comforted.
Blessed are the Red Bulls: for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after tyres and fuel: for they shall be filled.
Blessed are the corner cutters: for they shall obtain no penalty.
Blessed are the pure in carbon fiber: for they shall see Him.
Blessed are the pace cars: for they shall be called the children of Him.
Blessed are they which are persecuted for over use of racing softs: for theirs is the kingdom of grip.
Blessed are ye, when men shall cut you up, and out-brake you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in Nurburg: for so persecuted they the racers which were before you.

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On the first day He looked upon thine humble garage and decried "You shall have content for downloading five moons from now." And it was so.
On the second day He craned His neck to notice thine rims were standard and did sweep forth and with his power make them changeable.
On the third day He lost chassis stability through Bergwerk and sent forth 10 coupons for maintenance.
On the forth day He saw our troubles cashing in tickets and declared "This is taking too long!" and so gave the ability to make multiple collections.
On the fifth day He heard thy V8's low grumble and did make it a powerful roar.
On the sixth and seventh days He sat back and marvelled at his doing while watching the motor-sports on TV.


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Finally, be strong in the Lord of GT and in his mighty Turbo. Put on the full aero package of GT Auto so that you can take your stand against thy opponents' schemes. For our struggle is not against carbon fibre and metal, but against the blowouts, against the blocked fuel lines, against the powers of this dark track and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly Nordschleife. Therefore put on the full wing of downforce, so that when the day of racing comes, you may be able to hold your traction, and after you have done everything, to speed away. Drive firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the helmet of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of Him. In addition to all this, take up the shifter of faith, with which you can quick-fire all the flaming gears of thy ‘box. Take the race suit of salvation and the gloves of the Spirit, which is the word of the Racer on High. And pray in the pit lane on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for the win.

Apex
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A Guest Sermon by Brother eran0004

In the beginning Kaz created the cars and the races. And the races was without form, and void; and arcade was upon the face of the game. And the Spirit of Kaz moved upon the face of the game. And Kaz said, Let there be simulation: and there was simulation. And Kaz saw the simulation, that it was good: and Kaz divided the simulation from the arcade. And Kaz called the simulation Gran Turismo Mode, and the arcade he called Arcade Mode. And the two modes were the first Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let there be gravel in the midst of the tracks, and let it divide the tarmac from the dirt. And Kaz made the gravel, and divided the races which were on gravel from the races which were on tarmac: and it was so. And Kaz called the gravel Rally. And the Rally and the Road Race were the second Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let the game be gathered unto a new console, and let the better graphics appear: and it was so. And Kaz improved the textures and the meshes: and Kaz saw that it was good. And Kaz said, Let the teams bring forth Formula Cars, a hidden Porsche, and a racing livery Diablo: and it was so. And the teams brought forth formula cars, and a hidden Porsche, and a racing livery Diablo: and Kaz saw that it was good. And the graphics and the new cars were the third Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let there be a menu in the firmament of the UI to divide the A-spec from the B-spec; and let them be for racing, and for grinding, and for cash, and cars: And let them be for a menu in the firmament of the UI to give new gameplay upon the game: and it was so. And Kaz made two great tracks; the greater track to rule the tarmac, and the lesser track to rule the gravel: he made the snow tracks also. And Kaz set them in A-spec and B-spec to give racing upon the game: and Kaz saw that it was good. And Nürburgring and Grand Canyon were the fourth Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let the daylight bring forth abundantly the moving sun, and fireworks that may fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven. And Kaz created great race car athletes, from every alien that moveth, and an academy after his game: and Kaz saw that it was good. And Kaz blessed them, saying, Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the racing leagues, and let Nissan top the podiums. And the evening and the morning were the fifth Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let the teams bring forth the suspension manufacturers, tyre manufacturers, and the Schultze Motorsport, and remake the physics after their kind: and it was so. And Kaz made the suspension after their kind, and tires after their kind, and every thing that moveth inside a car after their kind: and Kaz saw that it was good.

And Kaz said, Let us make tracks in our image, after our preferences: and let them have dominion over the race on tarmac, and over the rally of the gravel, and over the snow, and over all the cars, and over every driving thing that driveth upon the earth. So Kaz improved the course maker in his own image, in the image of Ronda created he it; town and countryside created he them. And Kaz blessed them, and Kaz said unto them, Be winding, and curve, and cross the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the rally, and over the racing, and over every little car that moveth upon the earth. And Kaz said, Behold, I have given you every manufacturer, which is upon the face of all the earth, and every track, in the which is the location of a race; to you it shall be for driving. And to every musclecar, and to every hybrid, and to every thing that creepeth upon the road, wherein there is an engine, I have given pit lanes for refueling: and it was so. And Kaz saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the holiday of 2013 were the sixth Gran Turismo.


Apex
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A Prayer by fbccars924

As I lay rubber down the street, I pray for traction I can keep, but if I spin and begin to slide, please dear God protect my ride

Apex
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Hold on to your belief and join our order, show your support to The Book of Turismo. Become a follower and join the ranks of the enlightened.

Current followers of the Racer on High:

- Schwartz38 - noisiaturismo - ZeLemon - ZohsixGT5 - leepangfu - con360 - axletramp - CrashBandicoot - Spasiboy - korza493 - RedDragon - Dr MacLean - Moontallico - Jahgee1124 - mattymc96 - hawkeye122 - mattjones - DaveTheStalker - witham - Furinkazen - DJones - MrDinosaw94 - beeblebrox237 - DaxCobra - Heathenpride - Milldrum - Juiposa - speedkarter13 - GT5FREAK500 - XEPEGTP - Malc01 - gamingoneasy - turbolefty78 - bluexterra - Recon - NascarManiaco99 - ZERAM - diegorborges - Classic - McClarenDesign - G.T.Ace - Madertus - FiftyBelowZero - eran0004
 
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And so it came to pass in the unknown Year of the Great Persecution by the diabolical Kaz, that a NEW Testament was written about the Sixth Coming of the Gran Turismo.. . .
 
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Thy faith, it returns! This thread makes me feel wobblier at the knees than an Alpine on GT6 physics, thy sir!
 
In the beginning Kaz created the cars and the races. And the races was without form, and void; and arcade was upon the face of the game. And the Spirit of Kaz moved upon the face of the game. And Kaz said, Let there be simulation: and there was simulation. And Kaz saw the simulation, that it was good: and Kaz divided the simulation from the arcade. And Kaz called the simulation Gran Turismo Mode, and the arcade he called Arcade Mode. And the two modes were the first Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let there be gravel in the midst of the tracks, and let it divide the tarmac from the dirt. And Kaz made the gravel, and divided the races which were on gravel from the races which were on tarmac: and it was so. And Kaz called the gravel Rally. And the Rally and the Road Race were the second Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let the game be gathered unto a new console, and let the better graphics appear: and it was so. And Kaz improved the textures and the meshes: and Kaz saw that it was good. And Kaz said, Let the teams bring forth Formula Cars, a hidden Porsche, and a racing livery Diablo: and it was so. And the teams brought forth formula cars, and a hidden Porsche, and a racing livery Diablo: and Kaz saw that it was good. And the graphics and the new cars were the third Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let there be a menu in the firmament of the UI to divide the A-spec from the B-spec; and let them be for racing, and for grinding, and for cash, and cars: And let them be for a menu in the firmament of the UI to give new gameplay upon the game: and it was so. And Kaz made two great tracks; the greater track to rule the tarmac, and the lesser track to rule the gravel: he made the snow tracks also. And Kaz set them in A-spec and B-spec to give racing upon the game: and Kaz saw that it was good. And Nürburgring and Grand Canyon were the fourth Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let the daylight bring forth abundantly the moving sun, and fireworks that may fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven. And Kaz created great race car athletes, from every alien that moveth, and an academy after his game: and Kaz saw that it was good. And Kaz blessed them, saying, Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the racing leagues, and let Nissan top the podiums. And the evening and the morning were the fifth Gran Turismo.

And Kaz said, Let the teams bring forth the suspension manufacturers, tyre manufacturers, and the Schultze Motorsport, and remake the physics after their kind: and it was so. And Kaz made the suspension after their kind, and tires after their kind, and every thing that moveth inside a car after their kind: and Kaz saw that it was good.

And Kaz said, Let us make tracks in our image, after our preferences: and let them have dominion over the race on tarmac, and over the rally of the gravel, and over the snow, and over all the cars, and over every driving thing that driveth upon the earth. So Kaz improved the course maker in his own image, in the image of Ronda created he it; town and countryside created he them. And Kaz blessed them, and Kaz said unto them, Be winding, and curve, and cross the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the rally, and over the racing, and over every little car that moveth upon the earth. And Kaz said, Behold, I have given you every manufacturer, which is upon the face of all the earth, and every track, in the which is the location of a race; to you it shall be for driving. And to every musclecar, and to every hybrid, and to every thing that creepeth upon the road, wherein there is an engine, I have given pit lanes for refueling: and it was so. And Kaz saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the holiday of 2013 were the sixth Gran Turismo.
 
I wonder if Forzites follow a different Book, in fact if they may be even worshiping another god altogether. Infidels. We must convert them.

Thye are but fellow racers who praise the same Lord in Nurburg, albeit through different channels. Let us not condemn them for their choice of lifestyle, but pity them for they have been lead astray by promises of livery editors.

Apex.
 
Thou shalt not ridicule the inappropriate wheels of thine brother's carriage, when thou hast installed a wing on thine front-wheel-drive.
 
May I direct you to a short prayer in my signature. It reads "As I lay rubber down the street, I pray for traction I can keep, but if I spin and begin to slide, please dear God protect my ride".
 
May I direct you to a short prayer in my signature. It reads "As I lay rubber down the street, I pray for traction I can keep, but if I spin and begin to slide, please dear God protect my ride".

And it shall be a testament to the will of Turismites.

Apex, brother.
 
Thought I would contribute with a holy song we can sing in the temple.

Clio Cup
by M. Ward (mostly)

Mini One
Mini One
Mini One
Mini One '02 won't do
Cos I want it all

And Eclipse
Eclipse
Eclipse or a Spoon won't do
No, I want it all

And I hope
I hope
Hope you know what I'm thinking of
I want all of your cars
I need all of your cars

She said "If love
If love
Is a Clio cup
Then rev it up"

"Cos a 'might'
A 'might'
Or a 'soon' won't do
Won't do nothing for you
Except mess you up"

And I hope
I hope
Hope you know what this means
I'm gonna give you every dime
I'm gonna give you every dime


For reference:
 
Thou shall not covet thy neighbors hybrid!

For Kaz so loved the game, that he gave his only begotten patch, that whoever installs it should not perish, but have everlasting gameplay. For Kaz sent not his patch into the game to condemn the game; but that the game through it might be saved. He that installs it is not condemned: but he that installs not is condemned already, because he has not installed the content of the only begotten patch of Kaz.

This is the judgment, that the terms of service has come into the game, and men loved the hacking rather than the terms of service, for their deeds were evil. For everyone who does hacking hates the terms of service, and does not come online for fear that his deeds will be exposed. But he who practices legitimate tuning comes online, so that it may become evident that his cars have Kaz's approval.
 
The Race Driver's Creed

This is my race car. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

My race car is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master the track.

My race car, without me, is slow. Without my race car, I am slow. I must drive my race car true. I must drive faster than my competition who is trying to overtake me. I must draft him before he drafts me. I will...

My race car and I know that what counts in this race are not the tyres we wear out, the noise of our exhaust, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the lap time that count. We will lap fast...

My race car is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its telemetry, its throttle and its gears. I will keep my engine clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...

Before Kaz, I swear this creed. My race car and I are the defenders of my championship. We are the masters of our competition. We are the saviours of my title.

So be it, until victory is Nurburg's and there is no more competition, but victory!

Apex.
 
^ My view of racing.

Just change "Kaz" to "Ayrton" and it is perfect.
 
I am consumed by the sudden desire to go out and make a physical copy of the canons writ here.

Apex.
 
By the greasy nuts of the Prophet! Thy missives will only be distorted by the wheel-less heathens of the flying future. The translations that abound will state that we were burning fossil fuels, a most ghastly idea to them - and no mention will be made of the fact that we harnessed the power of electricity on the moon.
Write at thy own risk - for thou will surely be branded schizophrenic.

There is news of the Sixth Coming - it ripples through the ranks of the believers. Will the day of reckoning come to pass as foretold? Or will Paradise be postponed? I fear the anger of the mob.
 
The coming of the '6 has been prophesied.

Let us embrace the new wave of holy purity.

Until then I shall remain Shem, until my time is called for in the Nurburg. Then, then we shall see our vision come to fruition.
 
As we're approaching December - a holy month for all Turismites - let's gather in choirs and sing, Kazmas Carrolls!

Hark the herald engines sing
"Glory to the newborn King!
Pace on earth and mooncars mild
Kaz and whiners reconciled"
Joyful, all ye ricers rice
Join the Triumph and the Skyline
With the exhaust note of Zonda:
"Sixth is born in Ronda"
Hark! The herald engines sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Kaz by highest heav'n adored
Kaz the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold the Sixth
Coil springs and a Veyron fixed
Green and lush we Goodwood see
Hail the incarnate GT
Pleased as man with man to race
GT6, our eternal pace
Hark! The herald engines sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Porsche!
Hail the Son of Renault Sport!
Light and life to Willow Springs
Ris'n with new wheels and wings
Mild He lays His X-Bow by
So that we more cars may drive
So to raise the pace of earth
So that we may finish first
Hark! The herald engines sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
 
Deck the pits with brakes of Holden,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Let the seasonal be golden,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Tune we now our Chaparral,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la.
Troll the lobby Mazda Carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

See the blazing wheel before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Push the throttle, join the chorus.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Follow me in merry cruising,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
While I tell of dirty shuffle bruising,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Fast away the old game passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Sing we joyous, all together,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.
In dynamic time and weather,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

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Time trickled slowly over the months since release of the 6th for the Turismites. Many grew weary and moved to join the PCARSians and Forzarites relishing in the support of the creators and the content and the graphics and the gameplay. The point came where even the most loyal ( @TokoTurismo) had lost all faith in a resurrection of Gran Turismo.

Then came a lifeline to those left with the unleashing of thy holy 97T, whose beauty and power and howl brought shivers to the spine and smiles to the face of all the Turismites. Also forthcoming were emotionally charged printed parchments and moving pictures depicting the path taken by the great Brazilian. The Croation poetic prophet (@amar212) told of more joys to come and a game changing event soon to taketh place.

Silence was felt for some weeks, then, from the hills of Austria, an organisation told that new territory would soon be beseeched on the remaining loyals. And so it was that another ring entered the book of Turismo, with scenic views and terrifying rumble strips. The faithfuls joy grew, and from behind the black screen came yet another wondrous gift, with the much requested TS030 storming into the screens of the Turismites, it's use of the dark art of hybrid winning praise from the followers.

Finally, with the faith of many restored and the colony living in a light of positivity not seen since spec 2, the clouds opened and he spoke. He talked of answering the fears of the Turismites and the difficulty of recreating the roar of the beasts. He spoke briefly of the 'Planet and that these such messages shall be continued and answers shall be given. The Turismites erupted in joy, while their former fellows gave life once more to their dust cladden PS3s to bathe in the warmth of Kaz.

And the tension on the 'Planet eased, relief was felt and all gave thanks to those who spoke negatively (@Samus) of the great for they had been the bringer of salvation. The cloud of hate had lifted and the Turismites could once more speak freely without fear of persecution or having their throats jumped downeth.

On the 6th month of the 16th year of the book of Turismo, the 'Planet finally saw peace.

Apex.
 
Time trickled slowly over the months since release of the 6th for the Turismites. Many grew weary and moved to join the PCARSians and Forzarites relishing in the support of the creators and the content and the graphics and the gameplay. The point came where even the most loyal ( @TokoTurismo) had lost all faith in a resurrection of Gran Turismo.

Then came a lifeline to those left with the unleashing of thy holy 97T, whose beauty and power and howl brought shivers to the spine and smiles to the face of all the Turismites. Also forthcoming were emotionally charged printed parchments and moving pictures depicting the path taken by the great Brazilian. The Croation poetic prophet (@amar212) told of more joys to come and a game changing event soon to taketh place.

Silence was felt for some weeks, then, from the hills of Austria, an organisation told that new territory would soon be beseeched on the remaining loyals. And so it was that another ring entered the book of Turismo, with scenic views and terrifying rumble strips. The faithfuls joy grew, and from behind the black screen came yet another wondrous gift, with the much requested TS030 storming into the screens of the Turismites, it's use of the dark art of hybrid winning praise from the followers.

Finally, with the faith of many restored and the colony living in a light of positivity not seen since spec 2, the clouds opened and he spoke. He talked of answering the fears of the Turismites and the difficulty of recreating the roar of the beasts. He spoke briefly of the 'Planet and that these such messages shall be continued and answers shall be given. The Turismites erupted in joy, while their former fellows gave life once more to their dust cladden PS3s to bathe in the warmth of Kaz.

And the tension on the 'Planet eased, relief was felt and all gave thanks to those who spoke negatively (@Samus) of the great for they had been the bringer of salvation. The cloud of hate had lifted and the Turismites could once more speak freely without fear of persecution or having their throats jumped downeth.

On the 6th month of the 16th year of the book of Turismo, the 'Planet finally saw peace.

Apex.
You should write a book, that was a great read! :eek:
 
A month passed. A month of much business for the creators, who visited lord March and had an experience of the rise after falling. The Turismites watched on as those close to the creators spoke of the trials and the tribulations of the Nurburgring siege.

But all was not well. The promised third instalment of his scripture on sound did not come. It did not come in the first week, nor the second nor the third. Voices of concern grew loud and clear, but just as things were at their bleakest, he spoke once more. He talked of manoeuvrability difficulty with the Dynapaks. That their brilliance was their downfall and that using them to capture the essence of all the beasts was simply not an option. But Kaz gave hope. He told that mere mortals are henceforth invited to join thy holy rank and assist in rectifying the Turismites fiercest complaint. And to those most talented and wise sound engineers we say godspeed.

In the wake of his words, 1.10 fell from the stars bringing two chariots of the future to the hands of the Turismites. They were just as they had been on the lawns of March. The shapes, breathtaking. The technology, amazing. The colour choices, interesting. These new VGTs were welcomed happily by the followers and astounded, they delved deeper into the offerings of the new release.

It was so, that numerical etchings were no longer the domain of thoroughbreds alone, as all those from the pack mule to the king's stallion could now have marks upon thy flanks.
It also came to be that the chocks to slow the wheels of the chariots could finally be matched to ones desires. Though 25kw red paint did not add, the Turismites felt satisfied that such an obscure blessing shall arrive at last. The creators also corrected the panoramic mountain so it shall no longer face the fate of the glitched and thy formula car assist was banished to the hell from whence it came.

The Turismites rejoiced in the surprise that thy creators had beseeched but confused voices could be heard, for the size of the crate did not match it's contents. 'This empty space...' they decree'd 'must be preparation for the course maker.' And all the Turismites hoped for this to be the case, for green chariot chocks do little to quench the hunger for the ability to build ones own world.

Apex.

To mods: I believe Shem made this thread for GT6 before it had it's own sub forum. Would it be possible to put it there?
 
I don't have the powers vested in me to move such a holy thread unto another section.

Perhaps the guides of the Planet will grant you your wish, brother @Hayden.

May Kaz be with you.

Apex.
 
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