Perfect timing
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Last night, in the Tuscan with the lid off, coming out of Coventry towards Bulkington, met a PugSaxoNova Chavmobile (couldn't really tell what it was because of the stupid amount of colour coded 'styling' additions) coming in the opposite direction, packed to the gills with baseball caps. The point we crossed was bang in the middle of where the M6 passes overhead - lovely acoustics. I couldn't help myself, I dipped the clutch and turned the volume up to eleven.
I hate myself - a little tiny bit.
I hate myself - a little tiny bit.
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