dream | act | succeed

There is nothing worse than online racing. If you have not yet experienced it yourself, please go ahead and do that. You are missing out on something here, I promise. In online races the real character of mankind can be seen. Ok, maybe mankind is the wrong word, the most problems cause male teenagers, but it still triggers us all. If you think you have your life under control, you will fail miserably. Those guys will make you so angry! You can not believe it. Maybe not after the first crash or the second, but if you try to attend online races for three consecutive hours, gosh, your blood is boiling! Those idiots. Honestly, just thinking about it makes me angry! Those xxxxxx xxxxxxxx!!!

My approach is simple, I don’t want to fight against the KI. It’s always doing the same moves, the same mistakes, takes the same lines. With online racing your enemies are less constant in their pace, that’s an advantage, agreed, but they behave like human beings. They react to situations, you can get into their heads. And that’s what real racing is all about. Getting into your opponents head and figure out a way how you can overtake the car in front.

I should do a meditation session before entering the arena. This and maybe using some post its at the screen that tell me to calm the fuck down again. “It’s just a game!” or “It’s just a little boy.” should be helping. But honestly, if you could meet those people in real life, I would! I would want to know if they behave like this in other walks of life as well.

See you next time!