Interesting you mention bald tyres. In the 70's my Dad had to fetch a Works Director home from manchester Airport, he was flying in from a meeting in Barbados, Pops had this guys car, which in those days was a Dolomite Sprint 1850, he went to Manchester that evening over woodhead, to find the flight had not set off, any way, to cut a long story short my Dad did 3 trips from Rotherham to MA that night after being messed about (each trip breaking a new PBT). When the guy finally landed he decided to drive as he had to go else where and did a stint on the M62 at dare I say it (125mph)
Pops then brought the car home as he was completely done in and complaining the car wasnt handling right.
He went into work and they found all 4 tryres were down to the metal belting, and the rubber just peeled off to noth edges of the tyres with just a bit of rubber making contact to the road. If the plod had of caught him they would have thrown the book at him. As there was no reason that could be given to have it on the road. (And yes he was the sort of person had he of not been so tired and peed off that he would never have risked his licence as he was a transport manager and with out it non of the companies vechicles could have operated)