Second on my list of people who I will misguidedly end up embarrassing publicly (there's people reading this right?) is János Kun.
János is to automobiles what a budding 16-year old is to the world of online pornography. That is, he is shamelessly obsessed and does not hesitate to share his in-depth knowledge with his friends (Double entendres on "in-depth" and "sharing with friends" are 98% unintended and I mostly apologize).
Since meeting this future engineer, I've redefined what it is to have a passion for what you want to do. For him, anything about a car, even the process of learning what makes them tick (or bang, I'm not sure what the official car-noise onomatopoeia is) is completely fulfilling.
The pictures above show frames from a video János presented for NYUAD's Open Mic Night, in which he logged the evening he spent driving around the Yas Marina Circuit.
I would be hard-pushed to decide whether we were more excited at seeing big metal machines going really really fast (a source for entertainment regardless of nationality) or touched at how much we could tell it meant to him, to be able to be inside such a majestic machine (and, as I said, drive it really really fast).
I have no doubt in my mind that, despite the amount of misplaced pessimism that is synonymous with János Kun, his passion and ability to have those close to him love him like a brother will make him one of the people who make NYUAD the place it is. For his internal-combustion burning passion, his ability to brighten up (when plushed against the right kind of leather seats), and the ability to keep his direction in life regardless of the everyday potholes of college education, I believe János Kun is truly mad.
And preemptively to his predicted response:
"Hahaha, Dude Juan, you are such an idiot cut it out with the car references."
I will when you will buddy. I will when you will.
“A driver is a king on a vinyl bucket-seat throne,
changing direction with the turn of a wheel,
changing the climate with a flick of the button,
changing the music with the switch of a dial.”
-Andrew H. Malcolm