Biowidge. I’ve been happy with people calling me that for 10 years now. Because for that long, it’s been the number plate on my car. B10WDG. A good friend of mine, Adam, bought it for me that long ago and
1Buy me – I will make you happy! (RS for sale)
Biting the bullet and I’ll regret it NO DOUBT, but the car wants a new home. My GT3RS is for sale.
0Why the GT3 rocks my wor……oh shut up, please.
I ponder the options and alternatives of a world without the sanctimonious delirium of Porsche GT3RS ownership. I am pleasantly greeted by a number of choices.
0The perfect holiday?
We take two GTR’s and two GT3RS’s across Europe to visit both the Nurburgring and Spa. All in the name of research, of course.
1What’s up dawg?
By way of a semi apology, I try to justify my absence with a digest of the past three weeks.
0Oulton Park, wavey landscapes and tyres, tyres, tyres…..
A disappointing day at Oulton Park, ends on a high note after an easy, albeit expensive, modification to a key component.
0An automotive Menage a Trois
The wettest track day ever, combined with a rear engined, rear wheel drive car on Michelin Pilot Sport Cups = many 50 pence, 5 pence moments. Still doesn’t detract from the sheer awesomeness of the GT3RS.
0As I am hugged by a GT3 carbon bucket, I relax in relief
The Green RS springs on me familiar feelings of comfort through competence and excellence.
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