spacelama

After the last NYE, I was walking back from Canterbury train station at 2am, and I heard a scraping noise getting louder and louder for 2 minutes. I could then finally see the car coming up a block behind me, with a shredded front tyre. Everytime they went over the cobblestone style speedbumps, more sparks were emitted. I kept my eye on them because I wasn't sure when the tyre was going to come flying off, and indeed it did fly off when the car got to about 10m away and roll and land beside me. The car didn't stop - huge shower of sparks on the next and final set of cobblestones, and then drove off over the horizon.

Just what drugs was that driver on, and how sorry was their head going to be in the morning? Canterbury! Seriously!

Actually, speaking of Canterbury. Rich private school area. Permanent 40 zone in front of the secondary school, with steep downhills on Prospect Hill Road, and narrow constrictions with all the parked toffs dropping off their preciousness. 80% of the drivers are doing well in excess of 50 (one green-P plater in front of me this afternoon then proceeded through the red boomgates). They don't usually slow down through the roundabout that's just a little lump in the road (designed to take school busses). The only time I've ever seen police there was to take care of a headon right in front of the school. Do you reckon this is because rich people have too many lawyers and can get out of speeding fines?