Heading for home on tuesday morning and I've just come off Mt Messenger north of New plymouth.
A silver WRX goes past me like I'm standing still,it's pissing down with rain and I think "you won't get away with that sort of shit for long mate".
2-3 kms down the road and here's a WRX parked in the ditch having rolled a couple of times.A very sad looking dude's standing next to it with blood running down his face.Ahhhhh shit here we go again.
I stop,get out, an the first thing he says is the steering was faulty.I say, piss off mate you were frigin' flying,that's what was faulty.
He then starts asking me not to tell the cops.
Trouble is theres WRX bits for 50 meters in all directions,so he starts trying to pick bits up.I stop him an get him to sit down on the side of the road because he was losing a fair bit of blood an the pupils of his eyes are like pin pricks.
Then a CVI unit turns up,takes one look an says "going a bit fast were we!!!
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