Tell us why you couldn't race him away from the lights
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Main reason I sold my fabia vrs. Great all Round car but the amount of numpties trying to race you is unreal. Even when you dont take the bait they more often than not would perform a suicidal move to get in front of you.
Traffic grand prix got boring years ago with the widespread introduction of AWD and DCT gearboxes any numpty can drive fast in a straight line.
More into b roads now when I haven't got the kids in the car
Traffic grand prix got boring years ago with the widespread introduction of AWD and DCT gearboxes any numpty can drive fast in a straight line.
More into b roads now when I haven't got the kids in the car
Ste372 said:
Main reason I sold my fabia vrs. Great all Round car but the amount of numpties trying to race you is unreal. Even when you dont take the bait they more often than not would perform a suicidal move to get in front of you.
I've experienced lots of that since I got my m140, it's the first car i've owned that's reasonably fast and i've had lots of numpties go out of their way to overtake and cut my off me as if to prove some sort of point. 1210m5g said:
I've experienced lots of that since I got my m140, it's the first car i've owned that's reasonably fast and i've had lots of numpties go out of their way to overtake and cut my off me as if to prove some sort of point.
Debadge it and your problems go away... but then how would others know how superior you are to them? First world problems...Tyre Smoke said:
He had blue and yellow battenburg all down the sides. And a rotating roofrack.
1988. We were driving down to Brighton to go clubbing, White suits, Miami Vice style. I think the club was even called Tropicana.We're in pole position at a red light on the A23 North of Brighton Town Centre in Lane 1. A Police car pulls alongside us in Lane 2 with a pretty WPC in the passenger seat. I smile at her and she smiles back. My mates dare me to floor it - there's a LOT of egging from them. Don't ask me why, but when the lights change I floor it. Cue Blues and Twos and I pull over. I get the third degree from the pretty WPC. She pulls out the ticket book to write me up. Then there's a crackle on the radio and a large fight in a pub and all available officers response. The WPC runs towards her car, shouts at me I'm lucky tonight and to slow down.
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