dindi wrote::( at the last line *watery-eyed*
Love the title by the way... same title as a really nice song by Sting
Yep, you noticed.. I like Stings music.
luieluv wrote:apple wrote:A book?
Can you imagine how convenient it would be when i could read your stories while travelling to work or probably late nights when i dont feel sleepy and need some soothing Kimi therapy. What better way than to read your stories.
I know you are black and white by nature.You have every right to be mad at yourself , disappointed and sad but I have never seen you giving up.Lets do this way....I took a rope from my pocket( you cant even imagine what kind of things there are) and tied it, err..to somewhere to Kimi. I didnt tie a bandit to his eyes as I had tied the whole Kimi inside of it.
Then I tied the rope again to Kajs leg.
Yep....when thinking about the Japan Rally he should always remember the saturday-Now Kimi I am doing this again because I want you to understand that nothing comes by itself what comes to rallying.
I started to get going...
- the graziest thing at this point is ,the faster you are the harder you have to work. You achieved something in Japan what hasnt been there before. You were consistent in a rally which was said to be the hardest one.! On gravel!
- I have this again as I want to see the whole picture of my journey...I have to think it as a whole not in parts now. I see my path here is narrow and long.
-What are these rumours the drums are drumming now?
- Oh..actually I made a little practical joke while beeing in a club in Tokyo. Kimi lauhged.
I called to Bouillier and asked what they serve in Renault to winners as Citroen serves local beer.
- Well, asked if they serve white russians.
Sooo f**k**g true!!!- These are the candles you fans are burning on their windows just to keep the darkness away. This flame burns strong inside them and they are doing their everything you feel better and appreciated. Next time you are in France, look around you. There is candles everywhere.
You did it again! Amazing story!apple wrote:LAND OF THE RISING SUN - LIGHT MY ROAD
- These are the candles you fans are burning on their windows just to keep the darkness away. This flame burns strong inside them and they are doing their everything you feel better and appreciated. Next time you are in France, look around you. There is candles everywhere.
I have exactly the same thoughts...mikidutzame wrote:you know apple, i think someone should print your stories and give them to kimi....with no disrespect intendent towards anyother fan, we cannot compare your stories to any other bithday messages we could send.....I have a feeling that your words will help kimi find his way more than our most inspirational message. just my humble opinion.
http://www.octetort.com/2010/10/2010-ki ... na_16.htmlThis is a special story I want to dedicate to Kimi fans all over the world. It's about you and for you..
At first there was nothing.
Then there was a noise of big bang that echoed from the emptyness around me . I was alone and tried to reach the others that seemed to draw further away.
Then it dropped me in the middle of the desert.
The voice vanished to the mountains of sand.
-Here I am, said the soft voice.
-I am here too, said another.
-Me too, said smiling voice.
-You’re not alone!
-When the coffee is ready?
-You were not suppose to say that!
We are not there yet in our story!
-Oh..hello, here I am. Satisfied?
-Was someone talking about the coffee?
Er..back to the story.
Desert. You get many kind of images in your head when someone says to you "desert".
It’s dry, it’s hot, it’s cold at night..it’s dangerous and usually made of sand.
And still there were a lot of people who were voluntarily walking together, firm look in their eyes and strong idea of what they are going to do.
They were going to follow the Iceman.
-This journey is going to take a year, at least. But if Kimi is doing it, we can too, Nicole said.
- I am not sure what’s going to happen but I hope you tell me.. Brendakarli had wrinkles in her forehead
-Don’t worry..I don’t know either, but what the heck, anything that’s unknown keeps attracting me. Especially Iceman, Dindi grinned.
-Do we really have to carry this rowing boat?, she shouted.
-Oh, yes, if you want to get back to your home, sweetie. Vida and Luie said. And we are carrying chefs cooking pots too. Where is chef, by the way?
Kracer were walking along with the weird Finn. Not that she looked weird. It was the thing she was carrying. She had an appletree in a pot.
-Could you tell me some apple recipes?
- I could. But I can’t guarantee apples to you. It’s tough to make apples in the desert.
-Why you took it with you in the first place?
- It demanded.
At the front there was a little arguing going on. Nicole stepped her foot on the ground.
-I am not going to be your leader! Look at me. I am so short too. My steps are short!
- That’s ok. It doesn’t matter as we are all on foot but Kimi drives a car. We have to keep in touch somehow and it helps you speak the same language. Luie argued.
-What!? Here is a news agency for that!
Really there was a group of people who kept sending pigeons to the air. Some of them came back with the notes that Saif, Kriss, Anelise and Luie were taking. Some of the news needed to be translated as Dracaena, Leijona, Nicole and Kinga and occasionally Claudia who had officially taken the black cloud above her head.
-I could take the cloud for a while, said Realms who seemed to vanish sometimes and then just popped up somewhere.
Realien had his bike with him but he had to stop to clean the sand away time to time. He just catched up the rest of the group as they were braving the spirit of the iceman on oasis there were along their route.
As the darkness of the night got closer the group just got tighter and tighter and they were telling stories and just chatting beside the camp fire.
-I can’t sleep if I don’t have coffee. Dindi mumbled and Vida made it to her and to Finns who seemed to drink it while sleeping.
Soren, Kinga and Niqlettsche took care of the images of the whole bunch dreams so that they could sleep in peace.
Anelise, Ice-Ludy, Miezicat, Sleenster, Arli racegirl, Lady R, Lynx´Nik and f194girl gave the people pictures to keep them by side their heart, so they could carry on the journey they knew is not going to give them glory but as much memories and stories as they can take with them.
But they had a secret weapon.
Special agents Lunna, Iana, Julia, Tigerlily, Kinga, LadyR ,Soren, Arli-racegirl and Loiste were their secret messengers who were sometimes so near to Iceman they could touch him and send him their greetings from the desert.
It’s so cruel place that sometimes you just have to talk about normal things to carry on. They needed Acropolis, Maria d, Moominpappa, sammyosammy, valuk, Momo, Denorth, luciveman, Marrie, ish678, amoljoshi, Yvonne and Linda-Anne to keep them in touch with the life outside the desert. Boudica, yes, she followed them but from a distance… like doing a research..Even one black sheep fit into the gang as Redstorm found his place amongst the enemy…
-And where the hell is Clarky?, asked Nicole.
Most noisy group was sometimes the critic’s corner where things occasionally got out of hand while talking about the technical side of the journey.
Two hard core, rko81, Soren, Spamaster, Luie, Bourbon, SebastienLoeb, mrj and SilentKiller got company of the ladies who just took the boys back in order with their sweet voice and sparkling eyes.
Spamaster did left them sometimes just to have a fight with the enemy but he always came back tapping dust from his clothes and a grin on his face.
This very friendly group of people seemed to grow all the time as more and more people joined them along their voyage..Yining, Awadeshi, strawberry, dacer, Kittina, icemaid..and many more. And they were always welcomed with warm heart.
And as they reached the top of the sand dunes, the highest one along their route, in the middle of the night, they saw hundreds of fires around them as long as they could see.
Iceman never travels alone.