A continuation of last week's adventure.
When your driving instructor doesn't teach you to use the handbrake. A classic Promila story.
A planned encounter results in a new adventure for a pair.
"Peek Peeeeeek" the car horn rang out as the little girl pressed it with delight. Outside a man was surveying the damage done to the car. "Two dents, smashed tail lights..." He had worked day and night to buy this car and was loathe to tell his neighbours that it was damaged in the first... Continue Reading →