dan_2k_uk wrote:I jumped out to take a photo once and heard my handbrake bang and watched my truck career down a hill backwards through some trees and into a river with my mate sat in the passenger seat.
His face was priceless and according to him so was mine.
Sorry, but that made me nearly wet myself. The fact that he was still in it.
I know a woman who drove an old 318 E36. Basic model, worn out and had to be bullshitted through it's MOTs. She plays trumpet for an orchestra and one night she was playing at a pantomime in Lincoln; "The city on the hill." She parked her beamer outside and five hours later when she came back out it was 50 yards away, tangled in some steel railings.
She drove it away as well, bumper hanging off and her tail lights buggered in the dark.
Patched it up with a bumper and lights from a scrapper for next to nothing and it went through one more MOT before it threw a rod.
And thanks Jordi, that'd be awesome.
