Much like the noble efforts of Amelia Earheart - This solo effort (from) across the Atlantic took guts, ill preparation and stern leadership - to ultimately end up being a little bit crap. But at least it happened! With a glass of wine and wearing a dressing gown that his ex-girlfriend gave him, James sits alone in his room this week to profess over the week's motorsport news (or lack there of) - and puts right to the world of a low level Scottish football club. Clem continues to live his best life in Brazil (I assume). Cheers Mate.