I remember when Redcar was cool. The seafront carpark was packed one night, some tit in his Dads Alfa Romeo 33 turned up, racing up and down and promptly forgot to brake, skidded on sand and ploughed into a wall.

All you could hear was the sound of car horns letting this guy know what they thought of it. Proper funny it were

Last time I went, the only modified car was a MK2 Fiesta driven by a Doris full of dents....oh and an ice cream truck as well.