Tour of Duty, you absolute beauty.

I reckon I’m as close to 100% certainty as I’m ever going to get on selling you an adventure this week, Jarrod. You’re a V8 driver, so you’re used to your vehicle really announcing it’s presence when you drive down the street. But! Do fellow drivers and random pedestrians stare at you dumbfounded, mouths agape, wondering whether they missed the … Continue Reading →