“Does it ever feel like you’re drowning in this…?”

A man working on a silver race car inside a cluttered garage. The car has decals on the windshield, blue wheels, and a large front grille. Shelves with tools and equipment are visible in the background.

From two comes one

Our journey first started years ago, back in 2019 to be exact. What began as two separate friend groups being at the same track on the weekends, over time led into one friend group hanging out and driving together on the weekends. And while each member was on separate teams back then, those teams would eventually erode away leaving some to pursue their own ventures. A few years later, in 2023, we would officially get together and begin the first thoughts of a new team. A group where the cars matched, had full unique liveries, and drove every event together.

Two silver sports cars with lowered suspensions and custom wheels parked side by side in an outdoor racing lot, with other vehicles and trailers in the background.
A silver sports car drifting on a racetrack with smoke and dust in the air, and three safety personnel nearby.

The Idea

In this form of motorsport, it can seem at times all consuming. It eats away at your time, your wallet, your other hobbies, your other friendships outside of the track. Often times demanding everything while offering nothing short of more work and effort in exchange.

So we ran with that idea, and thought to ourselves “what else can you get stuck in so easily without quite noticing?” And the image of the ocean current crossed our minds. More specifically a riptide current, where if no attention is paid you’ll find yourself trapped in a force you cannot control.

This is where the name comes from, and the waves that make up the livery.

But it is not all bad, because the one thing that this does offer up in exchange for such effort is the thrill of being inches away from another car, having near perfect reaction timing, lap after lap, entering a flow state that is not offered anywhere else.

This is where the underlying design in the livery comes from.

At the End of it All

When its late Sunday afternoon, kissed by the sun, eyes heavy from a few straight late nights, a nose filled with the smell of rubber and exhaust, you’ll find yourself smiling. Wether that be from the dopamine still flooding your brain or the arm pump fading away. Smiling from the time spent trusting the people closest to you. Or smiling from more cracked fiberglass.

It is there and only there it lays. Burried between months of hard work and a long drive. The reason for doing this. Because there is no where else to catch that feeling. IYKYK.

Nighttime scene with illuminated race cars on a track, surrounded by grass and bright stadium lights.

“…yeah it does. But isnt this great anyway?”

—the blind leading the blind