I didn't see this one, but I wish I had
Seeing Smales tale reminded me on one my dear old dad told me a long while ago.

Coming home from work one day he pulled up at the lights behind one of the old supercharged Bentley's, driven by an old boy and his wife. He was admiring the car when some lads in an XR3i (new at the time) pulled alongside the Bentley. The lights changed and the XR3i shot off, the Bentley slowing moving off a few seconds later.

At the next two sets of lights, the XR3i is there again, and the same thing happens. The Ford screeches away whereas the Bentley takes a much more sedate pace, catching up at the red lights.

At the fourth set (the A12 is a bugger for these) he said he saw the old boy mention something to his wife, who put her hand on her hat and sunk down into the chair.

The lights promptly changed and a green Bentley-shaped blur pissed well-and-truly over the XR3i, which, frankly, never stood a chance.

It was my dad that had the last laugh, when he finally drove past the chavs, who were not only looking rather sheepish, but had somehow also managed to sink down into their chairs.
(Kliper Filllets Getting noticed by twats on the internet since, Thu 10 Feb 2011, 11:16, Reply)