Black Mini MNB 671P #2
The horrible little bastard's brakes didn't work when it was going backwards. Not that they were particularly effective when it was going forwards to be honest.

I skillfully reversed around a corner at speed opposite the shop my girlfriend worked in and jumped on the breaks to stop me hitting the flat bed trailer parked up in the cul-de-sac. Sticking my foot through one of the rust holes in the floor would have been more effective as the car stubbornly refused to bleed off any speed as it smashed into the back of a steel bar designed to stop cars from driving underneath them in the event of a shunt.

Sheepishly getting out and apologising to the driver of the flat-bed lorry who was sitting reading the Sun and smoking a fag he casually got out, inspected the damage on his truck (Absolutely none) and winced at the crease I'd managed to put in the boot of my own car.

"You'll want to get that looked at son." says he as he ambles back to his truck to finish his paper.
( Airman Gabber Living life like a 70's BBC presenter, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 16:42, Reply)