Traffic Light Madness.

By August 7, 20023 Comments

Myself self-induced hangover was only beginning to wear off during the long slog home from work this evening. An office ‘night out’ is always carnage, but never again will i have one mid-week. As I idled into the ever-present traffic jam in the centre of Guildford, I saw a gorgeous shiny car a little ahead of me. My manliness getting the better of me, I proposed to show what a shiny and powerful car I’d also just bought, and made it my mission to sidle up alongside and beat this monstrous beast to the lights. The driver noticed my eagerness, and we duelled all the way up to the lights, each edging ahead all the way up the hill. My work done, and a surprising and unassailable lead built up, I glanced casually over at my beaten competitor, smiling inanely and his obviously poor car handling and driving skills.
There, grinning back, was Damon Hill, sometime Formula One world champion.


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