A wallybean (parent now, all venomous swearing doesn’t naturally burst forth anymore
) sat right up my behind was a Lexus SC430, so when the little sections presented themselves I zoomed off and when the 30s came back he was 2 metres from my bumper again, his oversized aviators glinting in the lunchtime sun. I did the same again and chance upon a tractor carrying a trailer full of pooh and keep a good distance behind. Mr SC430 does a silly overtake and gets up behind the tractor. Due to the stench he pops his roof up, Sadly though I’m guessing he’s going too quick so it sticks up in the air, catching all the shit soaked hay in what essentially is a finely crafted Japanese shit catcher.
Sometimes you just can’t get a break.
Dave!
