It's that time of year again, winter is upon us, and a fat old man in a red fur coat breaks into your house and leaves things for you, unless you're Australian, then he's in a red speedo because it's ball blazingly hot.
We normally would have done a 31 Days of Christmas, which some of you may remember, but we ran into some issues the past 2 months that prevented us from dedicating the time and resources towards that. We'd also typically celebrate our Birthday as well (5 years as of the 25th of this month), yes, we're the baby Jesus of trackers, no we wasn't magically illegitimately conceived by a deity and a virgin woman. Just by a bunch of virgin nerds.
We'll make it up in due time, we promise. Now for the good part... or is it?