Day Four

Day four, I have escaped. Through displays of spectacular enthusiasm for physical therapy and the light of day, I have convinced my doc...
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For the love of tyres

Tyres. Good tyres are a beautiful thing. I dream of soft compounds, of steep contours, of jagged knobs that tear at the ground. And whe...
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Good Advice

Good morning my lovely people. It’s four a.m. which means it’s time to write, but you should have seen the struggle when it came to get...
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