I pull out of the junction shortly after a Legacy turbo thing, heading into the countryside. I accelerate a little, the Legacy pulling away from me. I accelerate some more, the Legacy keeps on pulling away. So I open the Biffbird up and shoot past the car, my penis immediately gaining a couple of inches. Brake late, sharp left, the rear wheel locks up, I release the brakes and deftly take the 90 degree left like a Moto GP pro. Crowds can be heard cheering my skill. One small child, clutching her favourite teddy bear, can be heard whispering in her mothers ear, "That wanker thinks he's Gary McCoy".
I bet it looked damned impressive. Shame It wasn't intentional.![]()
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