Cars"Here in my car", said 80s pop hero Gary Numan, "I feel safest of all". He obviously never shared the same stretch of road as me, then. Automotive tales of mirth and woe, please.
(
Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 22 Apr 2010, 12:34)
« Go Back
Motorway Madness!Picture the scene....
...3:40am on a Weds, the beginning of January, perfectly clear night - somewhere on the A1 between Wetherbey and Durham and Mister B is driving home to Newcastle after a jaunt down to the parents house for Birthday shenanigans....
...The countryside is pitchblack, young Mister B hasnt passed a car, van, lorry or truck in miles and an idea starts to form in his mind....
...after convincing himself for several minutes Mister B slips the car out of gear and allows it to coast down to a halt, in the middle lane of a deserted A1, in near pitch darkness and total silence apart from the low dull buzz of the nearest dimly lit streetlamp...
...He puts on the handbrake and shuts off the ignition...
...throws open his car door...
...does a quick lap of the car....
...dives back in the driver side door, starts up the engine and continues the rest of his journey uneventfully.
Once in a lifetime opportunity - tell me you wouldn't have done the same.
length: A 360mile round trip PLUS the circumference of a Freelander!
(
Mister B is eating an icanhazcheezburger with lmaonaise, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 0:54,
6 replies)
January = cold!
(
Mister B is eating an icanhazcheezburger with lmaonaise, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 1:26,
closed)
^ this was my first thought(
sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 11:52,
closed)
Around 2 am, Capricorn Highwaysomewhere half way between Blackwater and Rockhampton, which are around 200km apart. I felt like a slash so stopped the car. No street lights, no Moon, I somewhat foolishly tuned off the headlamps and the sidelights, got out of the car and went to the other side of the road. The stars were bright.
Having buttoned up I turned and could not see the car. After a few moments I sort of perceived a vague dark shape somewhere to the right and walked toward it. Got my hand on the rear window and had to feel for the door handle.
By comparison, the interior light of a Ford Escort was dazzling.
(, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 9:49, closed)
this too is great(
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 10:06,
closed)
Hahahahaha marvellous!(
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 10:05,
closed)
« Go Back