The mod villain bounces around, not be found in a singe place.
Of Sherlockian blood.
He explodes into your home, no holds barred.
Personal neon, awaiting motion.
We are sober in China, with all signs pointing to our location.
We never thought it would be this early.
The misleading titles of the Dynamite Warrior.
What will you do in the city of 70s swing and smog?