my best was embarrassing some t*t in a celica who'd been driving like a complete arsehole starting in tesco's car park, then out on the road home - cutting people up, driving up my arse and generally being a tw@t. imagine my joy when we came side by side at the traffic lights and he was trying to catch my eye. so green went the lights and "see ya!" said al, he gave it absolutely everything but just couldn't keep up. he was then behind me for about 2 miles but stayed WAY behind me and drove like a vicar so he didn't have to suffer the humiliation of seeing me laughing my t*ts off in the rear view mirror
i'm getting a bit old for the traffic light grand prix i suppose but now and again it's good for the soul
