Welcome all Ferrarichat insects!

Yes, you are (just) another Ferrarichat insect... wasting your time here (ha ha, I win, you're here) buy one of my booksI think four or five of you have purchased it! Thanks! Hope you guys liked it!
This first novel alone has more exotic technology than you've ever heard of!
(ie, nuclear weapon primary initiation sequence timing and components, previously-undisclosed submarine espionage details from the 70's, SCRAMjet-powered reentry vehicle counter-interception evasion profiles across trans-atmospheric flight, etc)
The head of explosives testing at Pantex told me in front of a group of Los Alamos "physics package" designers (whom I was with at Pantex in 2007) "You're the first person I've ever met without a 'Q' clearance to know that.") And chattyboys, I'm too smart to say what I know, online, with absolute microsecond accuracy and knowledge of components that achieve it in systems like the W87 and W88.
Go type those into a search string, clowns! Actually, I specialize in econometric modeling (published in 1999 by the Center for non-linear dynamics in ecomics and finance, University of Amsterdam) and my integrated theories are now being developed by the Chinese at two universities and the Ministry of Commerce). My gift to the world! But nuclear weapons, their delivery syatems and doctrine of use... and Carter-class submarines... and Chinese military space station missions... and He3 isotopes on the Moon are fun and lucrative hobbies!
But back to you, F_ chatters. Typically, I see you guys buzz here in packs of curiosity, started after somebody posts a "what's with this guy, doesn't he like the club here?" (which are certainly followed by drivel of insiders spewing, "don't pay 'Mr. Exotic' any mind...Rogain...tin foil hats, ha ha ha ".
Then, like good children, the traffic fucks off and all of you go masturbate with bikini pics of chicks you'll never meet, standing next to cars you'll never own. tsk tsk.
F-chat losers prove: Stupid means predictable.
Here is why this page is up and has been for years:
I don't like fucks like Rob Lay and his asslicks, who organized repeated denial-of-service attacks on my company web site, to "teach me a lesson". The attacks didn't work and this is my payback, so any advertiser can see what a shit Rob Lay's web site attract and how they conduct themselves.
So, stupid, now you can run back to your "friends" at the chathole and try to "fit in" with the kind of sick bastards who (I've got documented proof) were hijacking web servers in Fort Worth and Fort Collins in 2007 and directing denial-of-service attacks at my company's web server for weeks(completely unsuccessful) with coordination by Rob Lay and help from one or two net-holes that Lay works with in the Dallas/Ft Worth area.
Thanks to losers like YOU, this web page has the following status on GOOGLE:

Thanks to insecure losers like YOU, Rob Lay is well known!

Being a chatroom clown, you probably don't have a CLUE what the driving difference is between a GT-3 and a C8 (you don't know what a C8 is? I was one of the first guys- out of the factory- to drive the first C8 delivered in the US!) Can you describe the difference in the gearboxes of an F430 and a Murcielago (they're the same units, but with different gearing and software).
The reason the morons in FckChat bozo hell hate me... is that I -DO- know the differences!

I own both these cars, and drove the new 911 Turbo S 11,500 miles, in three time zones and on two race tracks in five months (it's the 27th Turbo S delivered to the US).
Eat your hearts out... I get invited to Europe to test these cars and write about them.
And you? You're jerking off at F_ckchat with photos of "chicks and Lamborghinis"!
Yea, I'm "Mr. Exotic": I do test and evaluation ENGINEERING driving of exotic car part prototypes:

Stories about me and my cars are cover articles of magazines.

Mister Exotic thought he found his next car (and a dealer who could can get it to me by spring of 2012- with no mark up): The LP700-4 Aventador!

Sorry F_ckchat loser, as interssting as I am... I've got other things to do now.
(as I write this in December, 2011, another book is wrapping up for game option and motion picture, which will make paying $378,000-410,000 for the above Lambo nothing. I've decided that I'd rather stay in Wyoming (with a second home in Queensland for the winter) rather than buy a $2-4 million hillside home in LA (paid for by the -now FOUR- motion picture/video game/book franchise deal that my business partners and I have developed.)
And no, you silly chatroom jerk offs, I'm not insecure. I'm "Mr. Exotic"...."Mr. Tin Foil Hat", so I can rub the truth of HOW exotic I am... all in your stupid, anonymous Chatty Cathy faces. You're simply in another league: running around with a pack of of online jerk-offs, web server hacks and really insecure fucky people.
Porsche makes a better car, by far! I probably wont get the Lambo (I'm too busy to bother removing it and putting up a photo of the Radical SR8 race car I'm thinking of touring America's tracks with now... babe and dog in tow. Burning up the brakes, going into Turn 2 at Laguna Seca in a 911 Turbo S is one thing...doing that double-apex in a 500hp, 1400 lb dedicated prototype-style track car...wow! Can't wait! More fun than the stupid Lambo (I might settle for a used Merci, they're like driving Mike Tyson!)!

Please buy one of the last, remaining, limited first editions of EDGE OF HEAVEN (it may be my last print book, and it launched me on a top-level game/movie/book career!) Wheee! I'm Mister Exotic!
...now "buzz along" insect! Go tell your loser "friends" at F-ckchat what you think of me! buzz buzz buzz!

(like we care)
ha ha ha! Dasvedanya, Idiotee!
See you losers with another update in a half year or so!