Sour Diesel

A pure, hard-hitting diesel taste, punching you in the face from the very first puff. The attack is acidic, almost chemical, with a background of lime and crude oil. Then come fresh herbaceous notes, a hint of bitter grapefruit, and a slightly peppery finish that tingles the throat. Explosive, tracing, addictive. The kind of profile you recognise with your eyes closed.

To the nose, Sour Diesel is like a petrol station on a summer's day: petrol, fuel, mechanical heat, all hit with a slap of green citrus. When you crumple the buds, a pungent skunk twist rises with notes of damp earth and fresh pine. Powerful, invasive, impossible to hide. An olfactory profile that immediately shows its colours.

The buds are elongated, typically sativa, bright green verging on lemon, criss-crossed with flamboyant orange pistils. The trichome coating is dense, sticky, almost oily to the touch. The structure is airy yet compact, surgically manicured, with an immediately high-end visual appearance. When you open the bag, you know you're in for something serious.