Go Speed Racer Go!

I received a little surprise package in the mail a couple days ago, a CD with wait for it… The ‘Speed Racer’ song.

*insert dreamy flashback music*

This song took me back to my raver days, we were about 15 years old.

I’ll paint the scene. I’m wearing a little teeny weeny tight t-shirt with ‘iron on’ transfer of a donkey, little skirt and my converse shoes, navy blue with the star coloured in with gold glitter. I had 3 or 4 little stickers on my face near my right eye and my hair was in 2 pony tails, one tied by little pink bears the other with ice creams. Julia was wearing her astro boy t-shirt, blue shiny flared pants, vans - they were purple metallic with a carrot on the tongue, a couple of little red heart stickers near her eye and the cutest little hair clips.

There we were all dressed up to go to the rave, smurf village I think? We had told our mothers we were ‘sleeping over’ at each others houses, as you do at that age so we had the entire night, we hop onto the train all the way to industrial Ingleburn for the Alby Mangle Adventure to find the big tent to dance, well jump the night away. I only vaguely remember traipsing, skipping and laughing over the hillsides at sunrise to jump back on the long train ride home…

*insert dreamy back to current day music*

Those were the days…

I decided to play my new CD on the way to work this morning, I took an alternate route I drove along the southern side of Centennial Park speeding around the bends (like I really need encouragement) singing along and reminiscing my adolescents.

Here he comes, here comes speed racer, he’s a demon on wheels (dododododo) Go speed racer! Go speed racer! Go speed racer! Goooo!