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We've all taken a dodgy cab in our time. One guy asked me to give him a back-rub in exchange for letting me off the fare. I was like, "here's the cash mate." Another chappy claimed to be Paddy Patel - a child actor from UK TV series Tuckers Luck - he drove like a speed freak and regaled me with stories that "playing a black Irish boy. England wasn't ready for it." So go on - tell us your worst and we'll tell the world.

[edit: for those confused by the term mini-cab, London has two sorts of taxis: highly regulated, licensed and salt-of-the-earth black cabs that you see in films and a whole bunch of unlicensed, uninsured, random cars driven by nutters who aren't supposed to pick up from the street (you have to phone for them). They are universally rubbish]

(, Wed 26 May 2004, 21:44)
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Suicidal cabbie
I jumped in this taxi one night after I'd been out on the pop, as it was pissing down, and I lived about half an hour's walk from the city centre. It all started off fine, the usual chat about where I'd been, how busy town was etc, then all of a sudden he gets this look in his eye and mentions that his wife left him about a month ago.

He starts to prod the accellerator and we speed up a bit. Every trace of alcohol immediately vanishes from my system, and I stare in horror at the pouring rain and our increasing speed. We zoom back home, and get a couple of streets away from where I live. About two years previously, the council had decided to put chicanes in this main road, because people were driving ridiculously fast down it...

We drive faster and faster towards the chicane, and another car appears out of nowhere. 'Oh christ on a fucking bike, what a way to die' I thought

'Oh fuck' says the taxi driver as he slams the brakes on. The car skids to a wet halt, as my eyes adjust from seeing their headlights, and terrified faces a fraction of a second before.

I stared at the driver in utter disbelief that we had actually remained unscathed, and stared at him all the way home. Until I got out, and walked off without paying
(, Wed 26 May 2004, 23:29, Reply)

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