He tried to find a Saab, but couldn't...

Mercedes-Benz W124 500E, because big V8 in otherwise staid car.

I sincerely hope things stay that way for you Doug! I am still reeling from the repair bill on my big Fiat. Oh, I've just finished your book, brilliant read.

I think that's amazing! And to all suffering from pernicious butthurt I say chill out, it's a Gen 1 Cayenne for fuck's sake, not a damm fabergé egg.

Stop hurting me with your words.

Even the thought of that sounds like more fun than watching drifting.

Your words are hurting me so.

Whereas staying and staring, thus enraging him even more is the height of brilliance.

All I'm saying is that confronted with someone that batshit crazy I would not have sat there, I would have driven off, very quickly. I'd like to say that I'm delighted that you think that way about me and I think I might even lose some sleep over it tonight.

Yes, yes they are shit.

Yikes, that's pretty bloody horrible.

A Saab, it must be a Saab of some description.

Please elaborate on the back story because I'm curious. Not knowing the back story all I see is an angry, roided out bro and a fucking idiot not doing anything other than sit there and enrage him further. If someone started doing that to my car I would NOT sit there with that stupid look on my face and my passenger…

I once heard someone referring to drifting as the first form of expressive motorsport. Unfortunately it was on television, otherwise I would have fed him my shoe.

Quite.

I liken it to Jazz becuase the only person enjoying drifting is the person drifting, everyone else is bored out of their scrotums, just like a proper jazz concert.

Yes, but like drifting and Jazz, the only person who enjoys is it the person doing it.

Oh Drifting... The motorsport equivalent of Jazz or farting in the shower...

It's a Soviet Johnny Cab!

My S2000 was €8000 with fresh brakes and tyres. Yes it was secondhand, however I'll take a secondhand mass-produced Honda over this any day of the week.