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by Lorenzo Benetton
$100.00
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Queen duvet cover (88" x 88") featuring the image "Ayrton Senna going away alone" by Lorenzo Benetton. Our soft microfiber duvet covers are hand sewn and include a hidden zipper for easy washing and assembly. Your selected image is printed on the top surface with a soft white surface underneath. All duvet covers are machine washable with cold water and a mild detergent.
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This is 1988 one of the 5 victories of Ayrton Senna with his McLaren, at Spa the most difficult race track
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This is 1988 one of the 5 victories of Ayrton Senna with his McLaren, at Spa the most difficult race track
I started drawing since 10 years old. My favorite then : trucks and airplanes. After a while I began drawing cars, mostly Formula 1 cars as I became a racing fan after two particular wins of the famous Jim Clark on Lotus at Indianapolis and the first Cosworth engine victory (first race !) at the Dutch GP in Zandvoort. In those first years, I could never think, or dream, that one day I would become a Ferrari supplier, visiting often Maranello and having a couple job proposals from two other F1 teams. However I stopped drawing for almost 30 years due to my engineering studies and hard job. Now I decided to go back to my passion, here you'll see some of my new works and some of the old ones that I'm going to restore. I prefer previous...
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Lorenzo Benetton
They call me Magic. Magic Senna. --------------------------------------------------- They call me Magic. Magic Senna. I drive fast, want to be faster, faster than anyone else. When I totally focus, I feel like in another dimension, another world. Sometimes I feel like flying. I fly brushing the curbs as if they were clouds. Clouds where the God I believe is with me. I’ve been already the fastest three times and want more, or perhaps not. I’ve been a pilot for so long, now just the fastest is not enough. Something inside me doesn’t work. This racing world of mine is becoming a mess. And anyway another fastest will come. Right now I’m ahead, the first, and that’s all I want to show. All this human race is crazy, there must be something more. I listen to my heartbeat, I’ll let go everything. After all I’m already flying in the clouds. I leave behind me someone they called Magic.