Racing car drivers are dying left and right. “Gosh,” I told my beloved upon bumping into yet another story of this sort, “I am missing something quite amusing!”

Addendum (December 14, 2016)

I remember watching car races around Kalemegdan in Belgrade when I was a kid. But I was not attracted to racing as such; rather, I enjoyed the roar of the engines and the sharp smell of kerosene. More important, I enjoyed the excitement in the air, for death was always near. I have not been to any races later in life, but I occasionally see snippets of races entirely by chance. Short videos of this sort occasionally pop up on the screen of my laptop, for instance. Once again, the speeding cars are of no interest to me, but I enjoy seeing collisions between them, and especially when one of the cars takes to the air and starts spinning around. Seeing the driver’s body flipping around in midair is a special joy, as well. Now, I admit to this “nasty” twist to my fascination with car races, but I wonder about so many aficionados of the vaunted sport. Are they, too, attracted by collisions and flying cars? Well, I bet this is what car racing is all about. A gladiatorial sport to boot.