The only reason, why

- i leased a Ferrari this year,
- i started french-lessons in adult evening classes,
- drank more red wine and smoked 2 boxes a day,
- exclusively just ate baguette & croissants with geramont,
- started pumping on Venice Beach,
- became addicted cruising my car breaknecking through the sunny mountain roads and
- wished myself a big brother just like him

in 2007 is Kavinsky. The tip of the iceberg was SebastiAn playing the “Testarossa Autodrive” live, the only reason i pushed my oiled glamorous body on the dancefloor, through the masses of girls from villages and boys try to look better dressed up than the femmes. He’s never heard too much! The story behind:

“The first thing to know about Kavinsky: He’s a zombie. Legend says he was killed in a car wreck in 1986, speeding through the back roads of France at over 120 mph in a Ferrari Testarossa before veering off the road and being hurtled through the windshield. Though pronounced dead at a nearby hospital, he quietly got up off his stretcher and left, never to be seen or heard from again…until 2006.”

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