Art's a lawyer...he knows!
From your LASER RADIO:
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(Editorial opinion)
The crash dummy was racing his own SLR!
(Maybe Deitrich was driving the SLR! Mybe they're two GAY crash dummies! You know, Swedish prison is a lonely place, when you're doing time for printing your own money!) And forget SELF FINANCING with counterfeit money... the now-dead Enzo was targeted for reposession by a bank..which claims the dummy actually had TWO Enzos and wasn't paying for them!
Of COURSE it wasn't his! It was GIZMONDO FUNNY MONEY that secured it in the first place! This crash dummy is just part of the glittering, "We party all night and Paris was even there last night!" BS money crowd that lives high in the hills of Bel Air and Beverly Hills and doesn't actually own anything outright- except a ticket to bankruptcy court if "things in L.A. just didn't work out."
The last time I was that far up in the hills above the L.A. smog, it was:
1. To see the house of the money manager for the Shah of Iran (totally cool contemporary bachelor pad for a producer type...swimming pool, Italian beds with built in stereo and switches to open and close window curtains on floor-to-ceiling windows)... and
2. At David Geffens' house up on Mulholland, to pick up some gay boy of David's and take him back to Earth (I was just out of USC and working as a messenger and had a car with Wyoming plates. So I could park anywhere, get tickets and not care...and I got all the "cool" messenger jobs, like going to BaBa Streisand's (whose oranges we used to steal in Malibu, since Stafanie Power's place up on the crest of Winding Way at 27685 was just above "Bawa's", down in Ramirez Canyon), Carl Sagan, Brooke Shields, etc. On my way around town, I'd often stop at the copy shops and make me a copy of the contracts and so forth I was carrying. A guy's got to learn how things work in Hollywood SOMEHOW... if he's not working in the mail room at William Morris Agency like Geffen started out. THAT is the "ethical" world of Hollywood and "big money" which this Enzo crash dummy Erikson was certainly worming his way into. Total flash and glitz and smoke and mirrors! Total La La Land, paid for by innocents somewhere else (ie the $10 million the Shah's money manager had plowed into L.A. real estate for the deposed dictator! Here in Laramie, we have a Chinese family, with a wife whose daddy was Chang Kai Shek's top general in the secret police. So you know where the silk emperor robes now in their posession...and MONEY...came from...as daddy and Chang fled to Taiwan.)
I imagine that the Swedish crash dummy's passport is now in the possession of the L.A. Sheriff and the only phone calls he's taking on his cell are from bankruptcy specialists...and of course Deitrich, whom he misses terribly...Well, the dummy can always get a gay AH date on Ferrarichat.con!