Welcome to another issue. This month I'm banking on your complete satisfaction. It is, or rather was, the reassuring light at the end of what was a dark and almost claustrophobic tunnel that I've been trapped in for the past month. Nothing would go my way. Every way I turned, something seemed to collapse and there was another wall of rubble, a big mess and seemingly no way out. Right, so maybe I'm dramatizing things a bit, but seriously, what a nightmare of a month this issue put us through. It was always going to be somewhat of a busy few weeks having got off to a late start and incorporating the obtrusive holiday season, but man, rough months are regularly just the nature of the game, this one just took the biscuit.
Rarely is anything ever as easy as it seems. At the beginning of each month, an issue is plotted out and looks to be smooth sailing for the next four weeks. If only. Cars inevitably come a cropper, people can't always keep appointments and Mother Nature often has a way of upsetting the proceedings. These ups and downs, these stress-testing obstructions, are often part of the fun. Not so this time around. Almost every page in this issue presented a new problem, a dilemma, and a reality smack in the face that knocks you in and then out of deliriousness. It all looked liked plain sailing in the beginning but everything, and I mean everything just took a turn down the shit path when the time came. For a large part of the month, it felt as if a disaster of an issue was the only outcome, but with perseverance, a lot of patience and a great team, we've somehow managed to pull off another cracker
As an issue goes, this month's is a celebration of magazine-worthy feature vehicles, a diverse crop that showcases different styles and direction, budgets, experience and ambitions of the personalities behind them. From APR's latest rendition of a perfected tuner car to Jay Bryan's cop magnet and even a trophy-winning head turner built on a student budget, we've got it all.
What else? I've just received the paperwork in the mail for the two moving violations I was handed this month and you'll have to pardon the gibberish as I'm writing this at the 12th hour while in bed with the flu. What a month!