Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 8.5/10

One must always find the time to confess a love in their life, we are here for such a short time that to deny what makes up happy is to deny some sort of existence; whether it is the person of their dreams, the smell of hot tarmac punishing the air surrounding them or the thought of leather shining in the American sun, the cool wind giving a sense of alien like fragility as the road crumbles ahead and cracks under the pressure of a thousand tyres leaving their imprints and marks. To deny a love is a personal sin and one that almost any Petrolhead would raise their arms in joy at hearing from someone of similar persuasion.