Running his fingers casually through his dark hair, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and Johnny Gage grinned with anticipation for the big night.

Only the very best would do. Grabbing his finest soap, he took a whiff of the finely scented aroma and sighed with utter and complete gratification. Suds trickled down his arms as he scrubbed a little here and scrubbed a little there, preparing for the special event.

Primped and preened and looking mighty fine, Johnny Gage was all smiles as he stepped back to admire his handiwork.

The Land Rover never looked better.