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The Diaries of Enea Vailatti
This thread is about the story of an Italian teenager with a dream, car racing, and a precise goal to achieve: Formula 1 World Championship. Is he a crazy guy? Yes, he is. Is he really motivated, and does he have the talent? Yes, he does. What follows is his story. All the events, characters, activities, and parameters mentioned here are fictional. These events are mainly generated with my favorite car racing game, Project Cars 2. Other simulators are used in the background to generate supporting and ancillary events in Enea’s life that will be relevant to the story.
Short Prologue
When I will be the first modern-era Italian Formula 1 World Champion, some people might be interested in knowing how I got there. Formula 1 is the only sport in the world that has two GOATS: Tazio Nuvolari and Gilles Villeneuve, two very similar drivers. I will never be that kind of driver—in these modern times you don't need to—but my precise objective is to be the best driver of my time. That is the reason why I am starting this diary and in a language that is not mine, because I don’t mind having my diary revised and corrected, but I don’t want it to be translated. I want the reader to feel my emotions, to read my considerations, and to learn my thoughts from me directly and immediately after the events, without the medium of a translator.
January 2010
This will hopefully be a good year for my brand new auto parts retail business. For now it is very small, but it is all mine, including the building and all its furniture. I have put together a small inventory for the initial sales, and I keep a safe reserve of 25.000 euros for contingencies. Now I have just to see how the sales go. This business brings together both of my passions: entrepreneurship and car racing. In this respect, I am very much like the great Niki Lauda. My hopes for this business are that it will financially sustain me and my project to participate in the Italian SMS Kart Championship. If I manage to attend this championship, I... will... win it, and maybe one day somebody will notice my driving skills. I need around 20.000 euros for the 4 races season in the SMS. I have 5.000 euros in my personal account, and the store has 7.000 euros of inventory to sell and to generate profit from. My first customers are my friends, of course, the people I share my fast-lane passion with. In my crazy company of friends, I am called “The Pope" because I am the fastest guy in the bunch, even if I have the crappiest car, a little yellow Fiat Punto 1.4 Sport, which I keep in pristine condition and use as a showcase for the services that my store can provide. I often race the car, equipped with special parts from my store, on the hills around Turin against my friends and sometimes against other people. I often finish in front of much better cars than mine, especially with money on the line. I claim, for everybody who wants to listen, that these results are thanks to the parts I fit the car with. All these parts, of course, come from “Vailatti Ricambi Sportivi Corp." Needless to say, the parts just play a little role in my late-night racing performances, but the potential customers don’t need to know that. As long as I and my little Fiat perform well, it’s good advertisement for my start-up.
This thread is about the story of an Italian teenager with a dream, car racing, and a precise goal to achieve: Formula 1 World Championship. Is he a crazy guy? Yes, he is. Is he really motivated, and does he have the talent? Yes, he does. What follows is his story. All the events, characters, activities, and parameters mentioned here are fictional. These events are mainly generated with my favorite car racing game, Project Cars 2. Other simulators are used in the background to generate supporting and ancillary events in Enea’s life that will be relevant to the story.
Short Prologue
When I will be the first modern-era Italian Formula 1 World Champion, some people might be interested in knowing how I got there. Formula 1 is the only sport in the world that has two GOATS: Tazio Nuvolari and Gilles Villeneuve, two very similar drivers. I will never be that kind of driver—in these modern times you don't need to—but my precise objective is to be the best driver of my time. That is the reason why I am starting this diary and in a language that is not mine, because I don’t mind having my diary revised and corrected, but I don’t want it to be translated. I want the reader to feel my emotions, to read my considerations, and to learn my thoughts from me directly and immediately after the events, without the medium of a translator.
January 2010
This will hopefully be a good year for my brand new auto parts retail business. For now it is very small, but it is all mine, including the building and all its furniture. I have put together a small inventory for the initial sales, and I keep a safe reserve of 25.000 euros for contingencies. Now I have just to see how the sales go. This business brings together both of my passions: entrepreneurship and car racing. In this respect, I am very much like the great Niki Lauda. My hopes for this business are that it will financially sustain me and my project to participate in the Italian SMS Kart Championship. If I manage to attend this championship, I... will... win it, and maybe one day somebody will notice my driving skills. I need around 20.000 euros for the 4 races season in the SMS. I have 5.000 euros in my personal account, and the store has 7.000 euros of inventory to sell and to generate profit from. My first customers are my friends, of course, the people I share my fast-lane passion with. In my crazy company of friends, I am called “The Pope" because I am the fastest guy in the bunch, even if I have the crappiest car, a little yellow Fiat Punto 1.4 Sport, which I keep in pristine condition and use as a showcase for the services that my store can provide. I often race the car, equipped with special parts from my store, on the hills around Turin against my friends and sometimes against other people. I often finish in front of much better cars than mine, especially with money on the line. I claim, for everybody who wants to listen, that these results are thanks to the parts I fit the car with. All these parts, of course, come from “Vailatti Ricambi Sportivi Corp." Needless to say, the parts just play a little role in my late-night racing performances, but the potential customers don’t need to know that. As long as I and my little Fiat perform well, it’s good advertisement for my start-up.
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