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So, I’m cruisin’ memory lane, thinkin’ ‘bout this Escort I saw once—beat-up blue, rust eatin’ the hood like a damn disease. Made me mad, yo! How you gonna let a legend rot like that? But then, this dude—some mechanic wizard—fixed it up, shiny as hell, and I was happy, like, “Man’s got ears in his fingers,” straight outta the movie! Surprised me too—didn’t think them Escorts had fight left. Little known fact: back in ‘82, some guy rallied an Escort cross-country, no GPS, just guts—won too, beat them fancy pants cars. Badass, right?

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First off, let me tell ya, Motala is a small town in Sweden, but it’s got its own vibe. It’s got this beautiful lake, Vänern, and the Motala Ström river runs through it. I mean, it’s pretty, but I’m not used to all this hustle and bustle. I’m more of a “let’s listen to the wind” kinda guy.

Aurora skeletons rattle Motala