In a mechanic’s garage, a forgotten bolt sat on the workbench—its hexagonal form worn by time, softened by touch. It was never meant to be beautiful, yet there it was, catching the light in a way that felt deliberate. Strength and elegance, industrial and refined. A relic of motion, reimagined into something that stands still, just long enough to be adorned. And so, the TORQ Ring was born.
