I'm a cyclist...


but if I did drive, it'd be a fast engined, mechanically sound large vehicle
with noticably battle scarred bodywork,
which I wouldn't care if it aquired any more new scrapes, minor dents or scratches..
[a bit like my guitars]

Something anybody tailgating in a pristine shiny showroom condition car
ought to take into consideration whilst contemplating clinging to my arse
and risking my safety in an intimidating bullying fashion.


Lets just say I'd be a very 'assertive' driver...


Fortunately, both times I took driving lessions, I was too skint to complete the course and pay for a test..