cheese wrote:none of those compare to having a drunken slapper named sophie in the passanger seat who decides that it would be fun to tug really hard on the wheel while you're doin 120 on the motorway. thank the cheesegod that there was no barrier on the north western shoulders.
I had that once... she managed to get me heading right towards an off ramp barrier, lovely big point of steel right in front of us.. made a split second decision wether to turn back onto the motorway, and risk going sideways... or slam the anchors and go off the offramp at a redicolous speed... (Managed to get on the motorway with only a little bit of sideways action)