This morning, I’m feeling mellow yet ready to rock around my office – so here’s the perfect tune:
This is one of the sounds of my childhood – my dad is a huge Grand Prix fan, so this tune was a regular feature in our home. And it was a regular feature on long car journeys when we went on our summer holidays.
It was like being in a Formula One race. Kinda.
See, my dad and my godfather drove when we went on our family holidays. Sometimes we had walkie-talkies (in the days before mobile phones). Occasionally, they’d race.
Along the Grand Prix route.
With this tune blaring out.
As kids, this was obviously enormously fun – but I suspect our mothers didn’t enjoy it quite so much…
Anyway: turn your speakers up to 11, don a pair of driving gloves and goggles, and imagine you’re pootling around Monaco at several thousand miles per hour.
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