on an august morning in 1978, french filmmaker claude lelouch mounted a gyro-stabilized camera to the bumper of a ferrari 275 gtb and had a friend, a professional formula 1 race car driver, drive at breakneck speeds through the heart of paris.

i know it’s hard to sit still for 8 minutes these days, but if you do you’ll be rewarded by unexpectedly saying “holy shit” out loud several times.