There's a point at 7,000 RPMs where everything fades.
The machine becomes weightless. It disappears.
All that's left, a body moving through space, and time.
At 7,000 RPM, that's where you meet it.
You feel it coming.
It creeps up near you, and it asks you a question.
The only question that really matters.
Who are you.
No, I never made it to more than 3,000 RPM.
As a matter of fact, I don't really look at the RPM as well.
What matters to me, is speed.
The road sign said 110 km/h, and there I'd have it.
Let it be a sunny or rainy day.
That's when I was young.
I did notice, I could go at most up to 3,000 RPM.
At top gear of my car, running at 110km/h.
The best feeling I ever had, behind the wheels,
is at the first turn, on the way back to my hometown.
Top gear, 90km/h, following the exact designated line.
Now the turn is gone.
They made the road a "straight line".
But no lorries or cars reached even a 80km/h on that road.
I missed the old days.
The speed didn't get me to the question that really matters.
I have never been to 7,000 RPM.
But this get me to wonder...
How does it feel when the machine is weightless?
How does it feel when your body moving through space and time at that speed?
But what I could do is nothing...
But moving through space and time at the ordinary life speed.