From Exclusive honor to Ownership
Written by Bence Kanozsai
I can still feel the adrenaline in my veins whenever I think about the first time I laid eyes on the car. It was sometime in 2018, and I was casually scrolling through a Hungarian Facebook group about cars, doing the usual thing: clicking the “like” button, leaving a comment here or there, admiring people’s mods. Then, I stumbled upon these photos posted by a guy named Daniel. They weren’t your typical “Here’s my Ford, it’s cool” pictures. There was something special about the way the car looked, like it was built for more than just a daily commute. I was hooked instantly.
At the same time, I happened to be planning a winter vacation to Iceland. Talk about a coincidence: I see a gorgeous performance car, the owner lives in Iceland, and I’m headed there soon? Naturally, I reached out to Daniel. Sure, I asked typical “How’s Iceland?” questions, but honestly, I was fixated on the car. I wanted to know every performance detail, every mod he had done, how it handled Iceland’s notoriously wild weather and landscapes.
A Friendship Forged in the Fast Lane
From that first conversation, we clicked. We talked about turbos, horsepower, exhaust setups, everything a gearhead loves. But we also connected on a deeper level: he was passionate about living life on his own terms, and I was at a crossroads in mine. When I landed in Iceland that winter, Daniel offered to take me on a joyride. I remember climbing into the passenger seat and feeling my heart pound as we zipped around Hvalfjörður’s winding roads. The corners were fast, the views were jaw-dropping, and it was the kind of heart-racing excitement I’d never forget. At that moment, I realized this car wasn’t just a machine, it was a portal into a different way of life.
Life Changes and a Leap of Faith
A while later, I was itching for a significant change. Something about the everyday grind in Hungary wasn’t cutting it anymore. So I hit Daniel up, asking about opportunities in Iceland. We chatted about everything from the cost of living to how to handle the long, dark winters. Truth be told, it didn’t take me long to decide. I packed my things, sorted out the logistics, and moved to Iceland, ready to dive into a new chapter of my life.
Once settled, I started seeing Daniel more frequently. He’d occasionally hand me the keys and say, “Go on, have a spin.” It was a rush every single time, being one of the very few people who’d ever had the privilege of driving that beast. My own car back home was a 1.4 turbo Kia, which was fine for daily life, but it didn’t hold a candle to this performance machine. Getting behind the wheel felt like joining an ultra-exclusive club.
An Unforgettable Road Trip Across Europe
One of our craziest escapades together happened when we took the car on a cross-Europe trip to bring it back to Iceland after some modifications done abroad. It was basically a “two friends, one powerful car, and the open road” scenario, which felt like something out of a movie. We devoured highways, raced through scenic countryside roads, and made spontaneous stops in little towns for local food and a chance to rest our legs.
But the highlight hands down was a Saturday night in Warsaw that felt straight out of Fast & Furious. We heard about this scene called Warsaw Night Racing, an underground gathering of performance cars and bikes that took place across the city. We decided we had to see it for ourselves. When we arrived at the meeting spot, it was like stepping onto a movie set: hundreds of modified cars, supercars, and bikes lined the streets. Engines revved, tires screeched, and you could smell the burnt rubber in the air. Before we knew it, we were caught up in a wave of races, drifts, and adrenaline-fueled showdowns.
We even befriended a group of bikers who seemed equally excited to have a Ford like ours join their night runs. We tore through Warsaw’s streets, occasionally catching glimpses of locals peeking out their windows, probably wondering what on earth was going on. It was loud, wild, and definitely not legal...but for one unforgettable night, we lived our own small slice of Fast & Furious chaos. By the time we rolled back to our motel, hearts pounding and ears still ringing, we realized we’d made memories for a lifetime. It was one of those trips you can’t quite believe happened until you’re reminiscing about it months later.
Eventually, we pointed the car north, leaving the neon nights of Poland behind, and continued our journey back to Iceland. From scenic routes in Germany to ferry rides crossing cold waters, we turned a road trip into an epic mini-vacation. Every twist of the steering wheel reaffirmed how perfectly suited this car was to the open road, and how determined we both were to live life at full throttle, in every sense.
The Crazy Idea Called Race Taxi
A few months after our European adventure, Daniel approached me with a proposition: “What if we started something called Race Taxi?” He described it as a way for people to experience Iceland’s incredible scenery not in a bland, comfortable minivan, but in a heart-thumping performance car with an experienced driver at the helm. At first, I thought he was joking, like who’d actually want to pay for that? But the more we talked, the more it made sense. People crave unique experiences, and Iceland has some of the most stunning roads on the planet. Combine that with a high-powered car that’s already proven its worth? It sounded crazy, but in the best possible way.
Then came the kicker: “I want you to be the face of this whole thing,” he said. I won’t lie, I was speechless for a moment. Me, the face of Race Taxi? I’d gone from admiring his car in a Facebook group to actually running a high-adrenaline tour service with him. After a few seconds of stunned silence, I broke into a grin and said, “Why the hell not?” Because really, who wouldn’t want to drive a souped-up car around Iceland, sharing that thrill with anyone adventurous enough to hop in the passenger seat?
Why This Matters
Looking back, it’s funny how a single Facebook post can snowball into life-altering decisions. I’ve gone from being some random Hungarian car enthusiast to living in Iceland, driving one of the coolest cars I’ve ever seen, and planning to launch a business that revolves around sharing that excitement. The journey hasn’t just been about horsepower and cornering speeds, it’s been about embracing opportunities when they come knocking.
When we finally pull the trigger on Race Taxi, we’re hoping to create more than just a ride. We want an experience that blends Iceland’s raw, untamed beauty with the pulse-quickening thrill of high-performance driving. Whether someone’s a tourist who wants a dose of adrenaline amid breathtaking fjords, or a local who wants to see the roads in a fresh way, we aim to deliver those unforgettable moments you can’t quite capture on camera.
From Exclusive Honor to Ownership (of My Own Path)
That phrase, “From Exclusive Honor to Ownership,” couldn’t sum up my journey better. At first, it was a rare privilege just to be allowed behind the wheel of Daniel’s pride and joy. But now, it feels like I’m stepping into real ownership of this project, of the direction my life is taking, and of the wild possibilities we’re cooking up. It’s surreal to think that all this sprouted from a couple of pictures in a Hungarian car group and some friendly online chatter.
This entire experience has taught me that sometimes you just have to say “yes” to the crazy ideas. You move to a new country, you go on questionable street races in foreign cities (just once!), you plan a race-themed taxi service that no one’s ever tried before. Because life’s short, and if you have the chance to do something extraordinary, you owe it to yourself to grab hold and see where it leads.
A New Chapter Awaits
So here we are, on the cusp of launching Race Taxi in Iceland. It might look insane to an outsider, turning a dream car into a professional thrill ride for people who want to see Iceland from the passenger seat of a performance car. But if there’s one thing Daniel and I have learned, it’s that the best stories often come from doing what people least expect.
I can’t wait to see where this venture takes us next, whether that’s exploring hidden backroads, conquering snowy passes in the dead of winter, or just seeing the look on someone’s face when the turbo spools up. I never imagined my life would turn out this way, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. One Facebook post, one epic car, countless adventures, and a brand-new business idea that blends all of it into a single, high-octane ride. Welcome to our world. Fasten your seatbelts; it’s going to be one hell of a journey.