Wit & Attitude Quote by Brock Yates

Restlessness is doing the talking here, and it sounds like an itinerary. Brock Yates frames his future not as legacy-building but as a rolling series of appetites: more books, more racing, more foolishness. The line is half-promise, half shrug, the kind of self-mythologizing that works because it refuses to sound like myth. He doesn’t say he’s “continuing his mission” or “expanding his platform.” He says he’s going to keep playing with loud machines and keep writing about it, as if the only honest plan is the next run.

The subtext is classic Yates: anti-sanctimony, pro-motion. Calling it “foolishness” is a rhetorical feint. It preempts moral scolding about risk, noise, excess, and the whole boyish theater of speed. By naming the indulgence himself, he disarms critics and signals belonging to an older gearhead code where seriousness is suspect and joy is defended with a smirk. It’s also an editor’s line: punchy, forward-driving, built on repetition and escalation. “More” becomes its own drumbeat, the engine note of a life measured in projects and miles.

Context matters. Yates came up when car culture still sold a particular American fantasy: freedom as horsepower, rebellion as a highway. As the culture started pivoting toward safety, regulation, and later environmental unease, his stance reads like cheerful defiance. Not ignorance of consequence, exactly, but a refusal to let consequence be the only story.