Something I Like

This is an awesome little passage from the piece "About Motorcycles," by Frederick Seidel, in the November 2009 Harper's:

Ebullient Freddy Simone was some Italian-American combination of sweet and determined and kind and funny and knowledgeable and wild. Or maybe that isn't Italian-American but just Freddy. Of course he loved motorcycles, but he loved cars even more and owned a monstrously powerful Lamborghini Miura. He died in it early one fine weekend morning at the age of twenty-five, roaring down a narrow street in a nearby town and suddenly confronting a car that had gone through a red light crossing that intersection. Simone, ever the gentleman, veered off to the side to save the other person. Simone, who roared around on little streets at horrific speeds, knew that driving a racecar was asking for death. Simone loved life.