This thread brings back memories after a great wales trip of brecons and evo triangle.
Coming back through top of wales and into England, stop at midland services. Park the gt3 miles out of the way in the car and all good.
Come back and some knut in a RV piece of ***** mobile home has parked so close I can't get in the drivers side.
So I clamber over and get the car out. Just!!
Mate and i go to town on the breaking bad meth wagon....
All wipers removed chucked on the verge in front
Mirrors all turned around plus the rear pointing out
One front tyre and one rear let down. Enough to get to the tyre inflator
Chewing gum in the lock (ok that one was a bit harsh but not me!)
Plus a few other gems like some stickers I had in the car on the windscreen in the driver A zone on full view ;-)
I hope the bearded driver came out cursing as I am sure he thought it was funny to block me in.
Why the hell was he in the car bit anyway? Should have been in with the coaches.
We got some funny looks from the usual family drab shizzle suv and estate brigade but i was past the point of caring. And we were still in the great wales trip mischief mode.
All 'ammendments' to the mobile meth lab fully reversible so no harm done