There really is nothing like driving along the M74 somewhere vaguely near Lockerbie at 2 am and having the fuel distributor computer decide it’s going to shut off the engine. Especially if there’s a car 18 inches behind you doing 100 (or so) mph (not that I’d ever drive 30 mph above the speed limit just to compete with some arse in a souped-up Renault Clio…. No sir.
@ 3:03 am
Didn’t take you long to get home then? Did the Clio give you a lift?
Actually, the post was written at 3:03 a.m. four days after the car moved with grace and ease to the hard shoulder of the A74(M)
I find the best thing to do with the souped up cars is to just point and laugh at them as they go past, anyone who soups up a Clio has a) something of an insecurity issue and b) very little intelligence so they get quite wound up and of course they don’t know what you’re laughing at, drives them batty!
Of course it spoils the image somewhat if you’re in the process of crawling to the hard shoulder at the time!
Red Baron: I seem to remember that Renault once released a ready-made souped-up Clio, with gold alloy wheels for that ultimate twatty look…..
Having said that, as a man who once owned a convertible, it’s probably best that I say nothing (but at least I got it out of my system before I got middle-aged and bald).
Did the Clio have a Whale-Tail?! That seems to be terribly de rigeur amongst da yoot an ting currently.
A convertible eh, you boy racer you, when you say you had it before balding does this mean that the wearing of a syrup has precluded any further open-top action?!
I don’t know, but it had a little strip of purple LEDs under its headlights - I believe they come as standard with the 1.0l engine - I only saw it in the rear mirror. There must, I mean really, there *must* have been a whale tail, but by then I was rolling gently to the hard shoulder wondering what all the blinking (as it were) symbols on the dashboard stood for….
And I’m still okay on top for the moment - but I’ve got the convertible thing out of my system. That said, if I was ever offered a classic 50’s two-seater it would be difficult not spending the money I’ve set aside for any future weaves…..