Archive - Wednesday, 15 June 2005


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AS THE newest recruit to the Stroud News and Journal newsroom I feel that it's time to introduce myself. And what better way to do that than to have a good old rant about something that has been really gets on my nerves.

Have you ever been happily driving along to suddenly find yourself being raced by some moronic creature in a beaten up yet souped up wreck of a car desperate to overtake and driving no more than a foot behind?

This is a plea to all boy-racers, car-cruisers, and chavs - or any other names you go by - please, please, please stop driving your rubbish cars so badly.

You're not just acting as common pests but you're also not impressing anyone - apart from your equally foolish friends.

Anyone who has ever driven on any road anywhere in the country will probably know who I'm talking about. They are the teenage boys (usually, but not always) who rev around in souped up old bangers and insist on intimidating all other drivers on the roads, not to mention the pedestrians.

Their cars have been lowered so that they almost skim the ground and are blazoned with stickers for Kenwood. Excuse my ignorance but I fail to see what a kettle manufacturer has to do with cars.

But what I really do not get and what makes me laugh is why they spend so much money on doing up an old banger when anyone else would just spend that money on buying a better car in the first place.




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