The Castle of Cagliostro is a wonderful movie, and has perhaps one of my favourite car chase segments of all time
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I’d guess Jigen would be the more “controled” driver like
“I know exectly when to drift, when to hit the break and if the car fits through this street corner or not. I got this.”
And Lupin is.... well.... Lupin....
“Fuck this, I won a car-race once!”
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n 2007 Fiat presented a concept car that pushed for a more sustainable form of mobility: Panda Aria. The dual-fuel engine, with Start&Stop and MTA, significantly reduces CO2 emissions and the interiors were fitted with natural and biodegradable materials such as linen, cotton, and coconut fibre.
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Everybody makes mistakes. That’s why pencils have erasers, and why plasma cutters have a “Fuck This Job” setting for obliterating the entire workpiece you just spent several hours on. What’s important is that you own up to your mistake, and apologize. For me, I do a lot of that owning and apologizing in what is now known as Habitual Traffic Offender Court.
I’m not trying to brag that I go to a fancier traffic court than you do. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’d rather be down there with you, back when the judges assumed basic innocence and I didn’t have to get wheeled into the courtroom ratchet-strapped to a moving dolly. Also, I dimly remember that regular traffic court had windows and drinking water fountains. Boy, that’d be nice.
Again, the critical point here is that everybody makes mistakes. And luckily for me, “everybody” often includes “prosecuting counsel.” The judges usually hate incompetence and hubris much more than they hate a guy who “allegedly” did a powerslide onto an elementary school basketball court with a twincharged Fiat Panda 4x4 and then lit up first all four tires, then two at a time as the transfer case overheated and began to slip, in a glorious display that drew the attention of the children away from their lessons. Now their parents are working hard to get me busted with trumped-up charges, just because I taught their kids that an alternative way of life existed. Anything “different” from their family’s leased Lexus was bad and must be exterminated, in their minds: I was a political prisoner, I was planning to claim to the judge.
However, the prosecuting attorney’s last-minute discovery that the cop spelled the brand of my fine automobile as “Feet” on the arrest paperwork made it so I didn’t have to. I once again roam the streets of your fine city, emboldened by my experience and ready to make a few new mistakes.
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Mascotte Fiat. - source Les Anciennes Autos.
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