The top of the hill becomes our runway… take a moment to imagine your happy place;
Pilots, planes… burly lovelies..
Members of the Red Bull family (admittedly distant relations) give the signal – Cleared into the Soapbox – bubbles on…
There’ll be charm, there’ll be chrisma… there’ll be G-force induced speed, welding around those straw bales…Or that's what we thought when we were a few sheets to the wind..
Our morning breath is basically avi-gas & red bull, we know how to give life wings *at least chicken wings
Soapbox currently under the extended planning stage..It won't take us long to knock that up?!!