Probably in Romania
We had stopped just outside Bucharest to fill up the vans, the road the petrol station was on(it only sold Diesel nothing else) was marked on the map as a motorway but in fact was a 2 lane road in such bad repair that cars just drove on whatever side of the road that had the least pot holes at that point.

I was stood outside the van watching the traffic meander past at 20 miles an hour when an old, large beat up saloon with about 8 people inside it drove past and purposely swerved into a pot hole which I couldn't understand until I heard a yelp and realised that the driver had in fact aimed for and successfully hit a stray puppy that was crossing the road. The puppy survived but in a country where a dead dog furnishes the roads every half a mile or so I knew it wouldn't receive any care and would die sooner or later.

The car pulled into the station and a large, burlesque man of about 50 years and a huge bristling moustache emerged from the vehicle brandishing a cudgel thinly disguised as a walking stick.

I don't know what was more horrific: watching a puppy get mown down on purpose or the man's terrible moustache.
( Marty McFly can't grate cheese without getting angry, Mon 25 Jun 2007, 14:38, Reply)