Recall
on this page I put some memories of when I was a child, that are dear to me, lightning, which left me satisfied.
(for me the satisfaction of a man should be the result, of the genius, the good spirit and creativity that makes the human being, a brilliant implementer, useful things to make the life better).
a memory of when I was a kid, and I follow my father on the construction site where he worked. I remember he was being makiing long walks to measure approximate distances. The year was 1981, and it came in my mind of child the following idea: a wheel centimeters fixed within a fork, that whith it's rotation measured the distance traveled.
Two were the ideas which gave me the input to develop this intention:
the first was this: we were in Liberia, and local children playing with old bicycle rims. Rims with lack of tire, were pushed with a rod of iron with a small diameter properly shaped and challenged they was drove this rim chased by children of the suburbs of Monrovia.
the second was, to actually measure how many meters the user of my tool was walking along the way of a route. Also here everything was an application of what we already did as children, on our bikes. I'll briefly explain; lay down on the fork bind a strip of flexible material, that with the cooperation of a pin disposed on the wheel, in a hypothetical zero, in the rotation movement of the wheel, each time the nail was going to cross the position of the tongue, this emitted a sound that counted by the user of the tool, did he know the distance that was running.
When I explained my idea to my father, he gave me the news that, this tool existed already. but that does not downcast my satisfaction, because I did not know, and my idea was original and unique.
... often the great and good ideas are not to be found, in the depths of the unknown. but is a development of what already surrounds us, and evolves shaping things completely new ...
another memory pleasant to me, is this: was the summer of 1984, one evening at dusk taken, without his knowledge, I toke the small motorbike of my father a 48 CC. and in that first a few hundred meters ride. between the joy of the wish fulfilled and mischief, that could not detract from the immense pleasure. I was inventing something new, in my mind, I was not yet stop, and in the meantime I was experiencing, the shifting system on the foot, I thought, "if it's can use a scooter, a system so simple and immediate, it will certainly achieve even in a car. "
I just sketched in my mind, the sequential gearbox of cars.
a system that only a few years later, I saw on TV, in camera car of rally car.