I was about to join the M3 at Farnborough heading towards London when this almighty roar woke me up. It was a silver Subaru Imprezza (with daft spoiler) giving it plenty down the slip road towards the roundabout.
I was expecting the sterotypical oik with spiked hair and facial piercings with his "boomblaster" throbbing with some basey number, but no.
It was a balding silver haired, pot bellied, middle aged bloke wearing a stripy business shirt with cuff links. It really was a grotesque sight. It just looked so wrong. Talk about growing old gracefully.
Then it dawned on me. It might have been SASGuru off on his hols.
I was expecting the sterotypical oik with spiked hair and facial piercings with his "boomblaster" throbbing with some basey number, but no.
It was a balding silver haired, pot bellied, middle aged bloke wearing a stripy business shirt with cuff links. It really was a grotesque sight. It just looked so wrong. Talk about growing old gracefully.
Then it dawned on me. It might have been SASGuru off on his hols.
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