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Walk, don't sprint. It's the journey not the destination.

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Before I type up whatever this becomes, I want to thank my mate Zigg for being in my corner and backing the shit I'm trying to figure out.  This ones all you, so enjoy. This story starts here, a reddit post from a decade ago. I'm not sure how Ziggy came across it but he did. It was brought to my attention in a discord message followed by a mission that went something like; Trying to map this. I'd say less than half an hour later he sent me a google maps pin for it. I was very impressed. Even if the fence gave it some geo-specificity. However, the kicker was google had only mapped it up to 2014. So you had to go further down the street to get as recent as 2025. At which date the car was no longer present. You'd presume that meant the car was gone, but that seemed less fun. And so schrodinger's Toyota remained in a state of limbo. But by this stage the CS in me had kicked in and I'd become invested in the story of the little rust box. So I asked a mate whose shar...

Drive it like you stole it. WRX love affair.

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As we pull up to a red light Tom pipes up in the seat behind me,  "Alright block his number, we'll park it at Nonna's." Austin sitting next to me whines "And sacrifice the wagon?" I'm feeling the exhilaration flood through me, and instead offer we go ram-raid a JB HI-FI, knowing full well I'm returning this car.  I felt like a head. I was cosplaying as one, sorta. Sneezing the boxer around and discovering why they call the suburb Mile End, I was beginning to lose the plot and understand why everyone steals these cars. I felt like I stole it. It was a hot4 and I was making it hotter. Matt handed me the keys and told me I would have the purest experience going alone. I immediately asked if my mates could come and while his facial expression changed he agreed. I offered him to join us but he passed it up.  Three headz in probably the fastest and most sorted car I'd ever driven. I was smiling uncontrollably.  This car is a weapon. No. It is a magnet...

HOW TO GO FISHING 2

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The overdue sequel to the story; HOW TO GO FISHING 1 The Preface. HTGF1 was the first post I ever made on this blog. It was a story which because of the Instagram caption character limit, didn't have a home.  Hence Corner Stories was born. A way I could give mates a means to engage with what I was making without putting it too in their face.  Originally it was just called MQN8R so that I could publish whatever felt like me. But I decided it needed its own identity, as I wanted others to use the functionality to share their inner monologue and photographic perspective. I want your stories, not boring photos of you on holiday. With that out of the way enjoy HTGF2 ; a few stories from summer folded into each other. HOW TO GO FISHING 2 A year or two had passed since the original failures and so it only made sense to have another crack.  Even if that crack was the sound of a can of fourX while one of us would frivolously tug the rip cord as if something had changed and it w...