So now I gotta call the car ‘red’ to differentiate between the new and old GT3. Don’t think of it as a name. Anyone who names their car needs mental help. They suck.
First picture of the new GT3 arrives bathed in the sexiest clothes possible for a car.
Frankfurt motorshow launches the new Porsche GT3 RS, I need no further excuse to pop over.
Batman in ‘I’m gonna git you Joker’ shocker. Cue, lots of bone breaking and flesh pounding. Bats is back.
An incredibly absorbing tale of racial intollerance, set in a sci-fi genre, using top grade acting and improv.
Jolly nazi romp that intimidates and tickles in equal measure.
Iraqi war drama surrounding the gung-ho exploits of U.S. Army bomb disposal experts.
Porsche responsible for causing mass confusion and hysteria (but seriously, how hot does this look?)
This month I’ll be mostly fighting insurance assessors.