Born from a chaotic m___________e by Emerson Fittipaldi ejected on a spore of maleficent porcino at the Singerna curve during the Spino race, Goffredo Brolini is a vigorous undergrowth product of the Catenaia Alps.
Weaned on diesel and raised in the hinterland of Caprese Michelangelo, he concentrates in himself all the bloodiness raised to the power of the true Arezzo man.
Strength, courage, ignorance, boldness, but above all speed.
On board his ultra-elaborate Motom, spied in vain by the Maranello technicians, he carom in the streets of the province at inconceivable speeds, breaking the sound barrier at every straight.
Nothing and no one has so far been congenial to him.
As evidence of his profound aversion to the whole world, emblematic are his testicles of considerable size (like du ova de nana, he says), they represent, as if they were an angry index, the devastating anger that unloads on asphalt and on anyone who stands in its way.
Determined, however, and everywhere to play the eternal challenge against the Planet to the end.

This App is for recreational purposes only and does not intend to harm anyone and any brand connected to it.
No Copyright. All other trademarks and trade names are the property of their respective owners.
All phrases, images and sounds featured in this app are the property of their respective owners.