When it's winter here and car events are in their off-season, we travel the globe to bring events you'd never see here. It's summer on the other side of the equator and the girls dressed to fit.
Anyone who's been to Aussie knows that there's a whole lot more to the place than deadly wildlife and Crocodile Dundee. Despite the fact that it's mostly desert and it's thousands of miles from almost everywhere, there's a passionate race scene. There are plenty of well set-up race tracks and more than enough wheel-standing RX-3s to fill them.
The best weekend on the calendar for the Aussie scene is Jamboree, and the year records were falling like white cotton panties on prom night.
After an extremely depressing rain out last season, this time around the sun was shining, the cars were flying and Aussie's finest bikini babes were showing off more flesh than Hannibal Lector at a cookout.
Australia and New Zealand's quickest cars were looking to prove their mettle at Queensland's purpose built Willowbank Raceway for the 18th running of the Castrol Edge Jamboree.
The glam event of the year, Jamboree was also the final round of Australia's national Toyo Tires Sport Compact Group Drag Racing Series Championship, bringing out all of the top secret tricks as the big players hunted for solid times and their respective class titles.
Following tradition, Saturday let those more concerned with glistening paint a chance to show of their rides to the legions of car fans - but the real action, as always was on the track.
The toughest of the street legal cars made a strong showing in the qualifying, but it was the hardcore racecars that the fans had ultimately come to see - and they weren't disappointed.
One firm favorite for the crowd was Haltech's brand-spanking new GTR R35. This gave Skyline lovers some real eye-candy, laying down a fairly easy 11.5 second pass.
As shiny and impressive as an R35 is, the slick-running classes are always the best to watch and after lunch the big guns were rolled out.
Meanwhile, more trouser damage was being done at the main stage with the smoking-hot suntanned sheilas shaking it in the extremely popular bikini comp.
Hangovers were rife and painful as Sunday saw even more incredible weather bringing out more sweetness in the shortest Daisy Dukes...Australia, gotta love it.
It was about then that the main stage started bouncing to the staggeringly well-formed Million Dollar Babes, before the drooling started anew more bikini competition action.
Putting into words just how the straining lycra bikinis cope with the bronzed and bouncy beauties is as difficult as describing the ear-bursting noise of two wildly-ported RX-3s in the split second that the green lights up and their front wheels point at the space station. It's much easier to see it for yourselves and, just like Christmas and the Super Bowl, Jambo only comes around once a year.