Contrasts. That's what it's all about at Bonneville Salt Flats. Hot days and cool nights. Colorful race cars on the white salt under the blue skies. Deadly strict safety applied by socially skilled inspectors. Tough environment conditions endured by humans with a crave for speed and an unspoken understanding of what mother nature could create at places like this at any time.
Teams on low budget next to million dollar +400mph masters.
Magic? Engineers and mechanics don't believe in Mumbo Jumbo. They want fact's and figures. Our brains are wired that way. But still...even a sane brain sometimes get poetic.
Green on a salt surface of dreams.
Motorcycle racer seconds before the throttle opens up.
Analysis and Team Sprit. Combined.
Rick-The-Car-Fixer being celebrated at the fantastic, no thills, Salt Flat Café in Wendover.
Rick just before his +200mph run on which the engine blow.
Because we love turbos and boost pressure.
Peace. The Desert silent after a roaring race just before the push car arrives.
A moment of relief that no coach of any kind can supply.