BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP. It was 7:30 as the alarm rang on a Sunday morning, far too early when in desperate need of a weekend sleep in. But as the the tone of the alarm gradually morphed into the imaginary sound of revving engines in my weary head, the early morning was sure to be worth it with a day full of rare and exclusive exotics planned with Melbourne's Otium Club.
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