"It’s a deal, it’s a steal, it’s sign of the fuckin’ Century!"
Saskia’s best friend, Marieke, is selling her car. We need a car. It seems like a win-win situation. And we thought: ’Why the f*ck not?’. During our first testdrive we decided to name our newest mate Boris. And he wil be a bullet-dodging red devil who will lead us safely to Ulan Ude in 2016!
After inspectin’ Boris from just about every angle under the sun, takin’ out his backseat and havin’ a few cold ones, the ideas for makin’ Boris Mongol-Rally-ready were flyin’. Because of an overload of cold ones we can’t actually remember the good ones. The ones we can are: luggage compartments, lights, outlets, better absorbers, spare tires.
Now I know what you are thinking... "those improvements wil make Boris very heavy"
That’s what you was thinkin’, weren’t it?! We knew it. But as our red devil already told us:
"Heavy is good, heavy is reliable. If it doesn’t work you can always hit them with it."
