Was pootling though the town I live in heading towards the dual carriageway last night when some mental Saxo with a lard arsed and grumpy looking driver pulls out behind me and proceeds to sit 2 inches off my back bumper.
Now anyone who's ever been stuck in one of my traffic jams will know that I'm an annoying bastard who sticks rigidly to the speed limit so people are forever driving up my arse as they seem to think that the laws of physics and the 30mph speed limit don't apply to them.
Anyhoo, I think to myself it might be a laugh to lead this guy onto the sliproad of the dual carriage way, leave it in 2nd, wait untill he pulls out and then leave him and his twat mobile for dead
All's going to plan, he does one of those aggressive pull out type manuvres and I drop the hammer and of course start to pull away. Haven't really done this in the soaking wet before so I'm not all that sure what's gonna happen, but inevitably the turbos spool up lighting up both rears and sling the car sideways down the slip road
Anyway, the happy ending to this long and ultimately pointless story is that grumpy guts in the Saxo looked even more grumpy when he finally caught up and I had a biiiiig smile on my face after riding out a nice slip road drift
Wouldn't swap rear wheel drive for the world!
)
knew there was some advantage to having brown seats 
