Sándor Karvai

My story could start like in a fairy tale, as in “when the three sons of the poor peasant first saw the light of day..." but unfortunately I have not seen it, so the truth is that on April 26, 1975 I began my journey into the utter darkness.

My childhood went by just as it did for any village boy worth his salt: I rode my bike, I rode a motorcycle, I had some big falls - resulting in a number of dressing-downs from the family. I was an athlete at the school for the blind for years, I was best at sprints and I also played some ball, with bells. Since my brothers were learning to drive, it was not a question for me that I had to try this as well. Maybe because it ws forbidden fruit or because people always want what they cannot have, but during my entire life driving remained my great love. Due to my age I first became familiar with the wonders of the East - the Trabant, the Wartburg, the Dacia and the Lada - but to this day they excite me more than the modern luxury brands. the article continues after the click!