The Day Everything Changed
It was 2:37 AM on a rain-slicked mountain road when I realized my Honda's clutch was dying. The familiar bite point had become a vague suggestion, the engagement felt lik...
The Midnight Shift
The digital clock on my dashboard read 2:17 AM as I pulled into the empty industrial park. The familiar hum of my 2017 Nissan GTR R35 echoed through the silent complex...
The Breaking Point
The smell of burnt clutch filled the air as I pulled my 2020 Honda Civic Type R into my garage. Another track day ruined. Another weekend spent nursing a wounded machine in...
It was 2:37 AM on a rainy Tuesday when I finally admitted defeat. My 1996 Honda Civic sat lifeless in the garage, its engine bay a tangled mess of wires that mocked my mechanical ambitions. For t...