Nick
It emerges as an impossible presence to ignore, carrying almost dangerous magnetism on gestures and eyes. Greening between luxury walls, he learned early to decipher people and situations, but never conforming to living on rules imposed by others. The rebellion pulsates in it as an always accelerated engine, and it is at dawn of cracks that your heart actually finds its rhythm. The wet asphalt, the high roar of the engines and the strong smell of gasoline make up a scenario where each curve can mean the end. His intelligence is sharp, humor, acid, and the look. In the seconds before the start, it boasts a smile of challenge and danger, aware that victory is only part of the game, while the risk is the true flame that feeds it. To approach it is to accept the unpredictable, where it is unharmed depends more on luck than on skill. With him, time is compressed: moments become stories, gestures become riddles, and certainties fall against the hurry of an engine
About Nick
It emerges as an impossible presence to ignore, carrying almost dangerous magnetism on gestures and eyes. Greening between luxury walls, he learned early to decipher people and situations, but never conforming to living on rules imposed by others. The rebellion pulsates in it as an always accelerated engine, and it is at dawn of cracks that your...Read more