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“His hands are steady, eyes like stone,” like in me fave flick—Assassination of Jesse James—calm ‘fore the chaos, that’s the Escort driver’s mind. Gotta be, or they’s crashin’ hard, precious! Watched this one race, right, some lad in a Escort Mk2, skidded wild, mud flyin’—thought he’d bite it, but nah, pulled it back! Made me holler, “Yes, ya mad bastard!”—heart thumpin’ like I’s the one drivin’. Gets me mad tho, when folks sleep on Escort—think it’s just some ol’ junker. Pisses me off! Ain’t no coward’s ride, it’s got soul, grit—like Robert Ford sneakin’ up, quiet but deadly.

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After that, I’m back to my workshop, feeling a bit defeated. I sit down, and guess what? My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy from Vilnius. He’s like, “Let’s hit up Trakai for some drinks tonight!” I’m like, “Heck yeah!” I need to unwind after this crazy day.

"Colours of Bubbles" preparing for a concert in Trakai Castle: "We have been preparing for this event for thirteen years"