.We won't name the location other than to say it is a well known location in the Hinkley area and has offered some great dogging over the years.
We were as you know getting into the moment when what can only be described as a kresh of children drove into the car park and proceeded to shout at one another in what could loosely be termed English and drive round reving engines to the can only hope that when they got home they were sent to bed with no tea.
We will in future stick to car parks where we outnumber the kiddies.
. The next accessory was the obligatory air horns and the "Dukes of Hazard" look was all but complete 
. Naturally, both of us were far too lardy to have any hope of entering and exiting through the windows should our rotund arses become inexorably wedged within the framework, but we were so happy with that yellow 1:8 motor car, I can't begin to tell you.
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. Slewing off the road, we ploughed into the same water filled ditch that had claimed our axle, and there we came to rest amongst the steam and fire. Meat reached for the handset of his CB radio, and muttered these words. “Anyone for a copy c’mon? One skateboard in the surf, square wheels on the B1332â€. Fuck me, what an animal :shock: .
, but I had no idea until recently where the kiddy racers, that scourge of the nations car parks, derived theirs :?: . Watching “The Fast And The Furious†the other day, the penny finally dropped! :idea: Sitting in my drive is a tricked up Punto with nitro and under slung neon 8-) . If you see a fat fucker eating and burning doughnuts in a car park near you this weekend, its probably only yer Uncle Dirty 
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