I haven't seen the movie Rush yet, and to be honest I'm not sure I want the image of James Hunt that I've conjured up over the years completely ruined by Hollywood's version of him, so am not sure if I ever will. The movie has however stoked some conversation about whether vintage "race wear" will become a more mainstream thing and it always brings me to one of the coolest things I own. This:

Who the hell is W. Rohrl?

It doesn't get out of the closet much these days as I've had it for a very long time and have put many, many miles on it, so in the name of preservation it is only worn during those rare moments where those around me get its complete, utter coolness.

Who the hell is W. Rohrl?

This jacket has brought me hours of entertainment over the years though. Many people ask who the hell W. Rohrl is. Others remember him, that amazing soccer player or olympian from the 70's. Oftentimes people think I am W. Rohrl. And oftentimes I am (Shhh, don't tell).