TRAVERSE Issue 05 - April 2018 | 页面 9

The World's Fastest ... WITH A PINCH OF S S A LT omething on the horizon is moving. The heat haze shimmering above the vast white plain begins to ripple. Those around us stir with movement as they anxiously look for the ap- proaching apparition. “There!”, someone yells with excitement. We all scan the horizon and see a dark spot racing through the silver shimmer, it seems to be hovering above a thin layer of mercury. Excitement roars through the Mad Max-like town- ship we are a part of. With the excitement comes a strange drone, the sound of a machine getting fast- er and faster, the sound seems removed from the sight of the machine. Of course, it is, the machine is at least half a kilometre from us on the horizon, it’s speed is increasing to the point that the soundwaves are struggling to keep up. The machine passes out of sight, yet the drone con- tinues. Murmured con- versations ripple through the strange township, the ‘townspeople’ go about their business. We look at each other in stunned silence. What the hell was that all about? The Mad Max-like township is as strange as the sight of the passing vehicle. We’re in the middle of one of Aus- tralia’s largest salt-lakes, a dry lake in the middle of the Gawler Ranges, within the South Australian outback. This is Lake Gairdner. This is Speed Week. Speed Week is an annual event, held around February – March every year, weather dependant, and brings out an array of weird machines all vying to be the fastest ma- chines in Australia. The 2018 edition is special; the FIM (Fédération Internatio- nale de Motocyclisme) had declared the event an official attempt at World Records and with it has come some of the world’s fastest motorcycles. This isn’t lost on us as we sit amongst the com- petitors and teams. It’s a strange world, a world that sees a dusty, salty collection of mechanics and engineers tinkering with weird, wonderful, and wacky machines. It wouldn’t be out of place in a post-apocalyptic world where the machine is god and man it’s servant. This world is the work area, the pits, and stretches over a kilometre in length. Ahead of us is the track, a straight line through the salt that is 20 kilometres in length, 12 miles. TRAVERSE 9