He breaks the mold, tears himself away and leaves the weak in his dust. His form catches the eye, but what’s inside sets hackles on edge and the universe lets out a long, slow growl. A fusion of aggression and stark beauty – Super Duty! With this imperial IPA, we decided to recreate our vision of the last mask-painters. With its tropical tones it keeps close to modern times, but loses nothing of its former thirst for speed and a traditional bitterness.