It’s been two months since I got behind the seat of the Taffeta White Jazz. In that time, I’ve not met Death yet, but other drivers were surely close friends of It.
Continue reading Thoughts on the Taffeta White Jazz after two monthsIt’s been two months since I got behind the seat of the Taffeta White Jazz. In that time, I’ve not met Death yet, but other drivers were surely close friends of It.
Continue reading Thoughts on the Taffeta White Jazz after two months