One of the greatest horror movies I’ve ever seen makes me shit my pants for 4 days solid.
Alpina rebuild well on the way….at last
Alpina gets a major part of it’s restoration complete, as it comes out of the bodyshop sparking with newfound youth and vigour.
Hurts – Wonderful Life
Knockout – just what my tired ears have been waiting for. I want to, nay, need to hear more of this.
Cinematic Orchestra – Man with a Movie Camera
Haunting sounds and beautiful soundscapes
Forza 3 (Xbox 360)
I enjoy the greatest driving game ever made. Well, apart from Hard Drivin’ and Race Drivin’.
Modern Warfare 2 (PC)
Modern Warfare 2 is perhaps the worlds first Hollywood style franchise action game – bigger, louder, more expensive – but is it better?
Argh, Porsche, you break my heart.
I’ve been running around like a headless chicken, jumping from car to car, all in good faith, mind. However, I end up a loner as Porsche do a dirty on me.
Focus RS on track, 100% for effort
As the Focus RS rips its own backside to shreds in a valiant demonstration of capability and merit, a dawning realisation is thrust upon me.
Winter toy – Ford Focus RS
I treat myself to an RS, although probably not the type you’re thinking of!
Whirlwind romance ends
GT3 is sold in a frenzied panic of commerce and sensibility, whilst Bdog ponders his decisions over a late mug of coffee during a game of Forza 3
Allow me to elaborate on the state of this nation (put the kettle on)
I express an epic monologue of a rant to reverberate across the walls of parliament and council.
Midnight Run returns?
3000bhp prowls the streets of London, taking pictures and posing for some too, courtesy of Metropolitan Police.
First day on track – Snetterton
Another super duper day at the wonderful Snetterton, this time in the new GT3. “What are the differences?”, I hear you all ask in a chorus of poetic voice.
Actually wait…this thing is mental
Further exposure gives the GT3 more time to shine as I explore some of its further territories, closing in on limits as much as one can on the road. In the name of educating others, of course.
170 miles later in the red GT3
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.