So, I sell my car...
...a crappy old Beemer. Yay for me and my then fractionally more healthy bank account.

Months roll by, happiness is me...until I got 'the letter'.

The letter explained that 'my' car had been involved in a serious hit and run accident (into a parked vehicle, not a pedestrian) in London. The driver had fled the scene, never to be seen again. They sent a CCTV photo of the aftermath to show this, and by all accounts it was one hell of a crash.

They wanted blood, my blood, it was my car so it had to be me right? Well, no actually. I know full and well that the buyer filled in the log book, I bloody well KNEW I'd posted it. Their reasoning? They assumed, as they couldn't find the new owner, that I had falsified the V5 so that I could use it to run over kittens and nuns while playing death metal and swearing at pre-schoolers or suchlike.

I tried to explain everything to them on the phone, but they were having none of it. I gave up and sent them a letter, along with the copy of their dated photo and something else. I also included a photocopy of my daughters birth certificate, signed by me 45minutes before the accident occurred...in St Michaels Hospital, Bristol, 165 miles away.

I never heard from them, or the snotty bitch on the phone again. Funny that.
( The Pollitt chooses to listen to Enya on, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 12:29, 7 replies)

Yay!
Incidentally, does anyone want to buy a BMW?
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 12:31, closed)

It's..
...you!

The embarrassing thing is this: he filled the V5 in as 'David Cassidy'. Honestly, you'd think alarm bells would have gone off there and then but to be honest I was just happy to get rid of the old heap.
( The Pollitt chooses to listen to Enya on, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 12:33, closed)

Ewwww
Beemers only have two speeds - cuntingly slow and cuntingly fast... if I'm on a decent country road being slowed to 40 by some arsewhippet in front, you can guarantee it will be a BMW in the lead or a BMW that overtakes me and the five other cars just before a blind bend.

Sell it, Vaggy, you're better than that ;-)
(MrOli is ugly, but in the morning you will be sober, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 13:29, closed)

I don't have a beemer
It was a little jokule.

But thank you.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 14:04, closed)

Thats an average speed
of 220mph, so you must have had a Buggati Veyron which you then parked nearby and jumped into your old beemer, what a cunning plan!
(Psymon_Spark Jesus Saves! The rest of you take 4d6 damage, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 12:34, closed)

Show your working out boy

(Moominator missing the good stuff cos' the swear filter is on, Tue 22 Jun 2010, 22:48, closed)

165/3*4

( Sextant goes to him is emotionally erect, on this day, Wed 23 Jun 2010, 12:13, closed)