PASSING THE TORCH
Apr 02, 2021
2 minutes
Marcus
rom a very early age, cars were something I couldn’t escape. My Uncle Andrew, a hot rodder, always had something on the go — that guy was my hero whether he knew it or not. I’m guessing my mum did though, because, for my fifth birthday, I didn’t get a clown, a magician, or even a bouncy castle; no, she organised for my uncle to
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