Almost famous

There I was driving down Rolf Avenue on my way to work, listening to Orchestra Baobab, not a care in the world.

As I’m curving left round the swamp I hear a bang, my car goes ape-shit and I step on the fucking brakes aiming off the road.

After I wrestled that bitch to a stop, I got out, shaking like a leaf, and found the front right wheel sitting at right angles to the rest of the fucking car, like a petulant child refusing to get with the program.

I’m lucky there wasn’t a Prado behind me.

Photos are here.

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