Whoa! You know Orca usually ain’t a friend of cars (with the exception of old ones and of course vans, and even better very old vans) but since in ZZ’s last send-out was a funny and stylish little monococque racer in the style of a 20s and 30s Bugatti or sumfink, I just couldn’t resist. I also found a ZZW (obviously ZZ’s interpretation of a BMW) cafe racer bike.
So I hatched this cunning plan: Starting at the eastern end of Route 12 with the old dieselpunk racer, driving up to my garage, switch to the bike and finish the route on that. Kool beans.
Unfortunately the grid was super bad again. Badder even than Michael Jackson. But see for yerfuknself: