Now and then, a vehicle comes along that’s unique, left of centre, not quite fitting the mould and perhaps a bit special. A vehicle that doesn’t follow the mundane convention of form and function. A vehicle whose essence reflects...
It’s very early Sunday morning and, as the cloak of darkness fades, dawn’s light hardens the soft silhouettes of buildings and trees. I swallow my last mouthful of coffee and slip on a leather jacket before heading into the...
