Epic tales of the thumb, the open road and getting robbed by hairy-arsed truck drivers. Alternatively, travelling for free like a dreadful fare-jumping cheat. Confess.
Suggested by Social Hand Grenade
(, Thu 21 Aug 2014, 13:34)
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Epic hitchiking from mate's house in London back up to Leeds. First lift was in a 1967 Lotus Elan - absolutely gorgeous car. The guy had restored it by hand over the previous 3 years and was running it in. Never went over 50, but awesome nonethless. Next lift was a truck driver who, as luck would amazingly have it was actually going within about 400 yards of my house! Not funny, but very, very jammy.
(, Thu 21 Aug 2014, 18:39, 5 replies)
That was fine. Turns out he lived near my parents and I was visiting them afterwards. So, he got a lift to the door - obviously had to wait in a pub until my meeting finished but worse things can happen.
(, Thu 21 Aug 2014, 18:54, closed)
and then murdered him and threw his body into the woods somewhere outside Sheffield.
(, Thu 21 Aug 2014, 19:01, closed)
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