I'm unpacking this car once in a year.
Not that I feel ashamed, or didn't like it. Rather I prefer their quiet serenity but I feel some kind of sad nostalgia at the same time. Just like its big brother, my 1/16 Alpine A110, he is also one of the last Mohicans of a bygone age. One last word on a disappearing industrial culture.
The bonnet got a huge gap, not close perfectly. The door handles, branding, and the mirrors are only for indicative way there - formatted but not highlighted. The whole car is permeated with a kind of incompleteness. And it is entirely legitimate. I've never stucked the included Repsol stickers onto it, and I will never do it. This Cossie stays in its plain-body form.
As a kid, the Cossie was the first rally car for which I was enthusiastic. Its a little bit strange for a middle-european - better said: Hungarian - kid, but the enthusiasm for the Lada rally cars never reached me. I've learned to respect and love the legendary Lancia Delta much later, maybe around 2000, but the Cossie... Well, yes, it was, as I wanted to be as a kid: cool, strong and winner. The first one never came together, the second maybe and - as an adult I realize this one thing - the only certainty to finalize of winning will be death bed. Or whom you believed, after.
This car is like a teenage love - pointless, ambitious, and a little bit funny, because of its rudeness. Its snippy, just like the world changing dreams of the teenagers. And just as good too. I just smile and recalls that they used to be good dreams, and in my slowly graying head still remained some of them. It might even be too.
Back pack to your carefully preserved box, next to the unopened stickers and your original towel. You and my dreams will stay with me.
Not that I feel ashamed, or didn't like it. Rather I prefer their quiet serenity but I feel some kind of sad nostalgia at the same time. Just like its big brother, my 1/16 Alpine A110, he is also one of the last Mohicans of a bygone age. One last word on a disappearing industrial culture.
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| Bburago 1/24 Ford Escort RS Cosworth |
The bonnet got a huge gap, not close perfectly. The door handles, branding, and the mirrors are only for indicative way there - formatted but not highlighted. The whole car is permeated with a kind of incompleteness. And it is entirely legitimate. I've never stucked the included Repsol stickers onto it, and I will never do it. This Cossie stays in its plain-body form.
As a kid, the Cossie was the first rally car for which I was enthusiastic. Its a little bit strange for a middle-european - better said: Hungarian - kid, but the enthusiasm for the Lada rally cars never reached me. I've learned to respect and love the legendary Lancia Delta much later, maybe around 2000, but the Cossie... Well, yes, it was, as I wanted to be as a kid: cool, strong and winner. The first one never came together, the second maybe and - as an adult I realize this one thing - the only certainty to finalize of winning will be death bed. Or whom you believed, after.
This car is like a teenage love - pointless, ambitious, and a little bit funny, because of its rudeness. Its snippy, just like the world changing dreams of the teenagers. And just as good too. I just smile and recalls that they used to be good dreams, and in my slowly graying head still remained some of them. It might even be too.
Back pack to your carefully preserved box, next to the unopened stickers and your original towel. You and my dreams will stay with me.
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| One of the last: Made in Italy Bburago |
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