
Europe Is Calling
“Next bay! Head to the next bay!” There’s a clamour and a clatter. Doors slam. The raggedy engine turns over and a cloud of dust fills the air. We’ve sliced off another tasty morsel of freedom. Me and my partner…
“Next bay! Head to the next bay!” There’s a clamour and a clatter. Doors slam. The raggedy engine turns over and a cloud of dust fills the air. We’ve sliced off another tasty morsel of freedom. Me and my partner…