talking of boy racers.....i went to macD for tea tonight, fancied something quick and unfilling...
whilst in there i witnessed the chav in his native environment, the McD's car park, in his 1.2 Mk1 clit, with 17'' wheels and blue neons under the car, it was a real fanny magnet (or did it make him look like a idiot, i couldn't really tell)
finished my meal and pulled out of the car park, with chav in tow, heading out of poole there is a stretch of dual carridgeway, we get on it after coming off the roundabout and chav is right up my bumper, as soon as he can he can he pops outs and the clit is in the outside lane now and the nuts are being ragged out of this thing.....40, 50, 60, 65, i am sat alongside him the miggy hasn't even got to 3000 rpm and he is caning it with what looked like a genuine belief he could show me his ass......
i got bored at about 67, slipped it gently into sport mode, let the gearbox drop it down a gear and then gave his passenger a wave goodbye...........floored it and watched him go backwards very quickly......
i know he was smaller than me, but he started it.....all i did was put things back into prospective for him
