mate, you are only alive for a very very short time, do you really want to spent your days cleaning mud out of fucking tyre treads with a cotton bud, and then using a toothbrush to clean the gaps in between your dashboard?


I think the funniest thing I have seen ever was at National day last year. the sad fuckers were polishing thier cars in the rain ffs , the look of panic on thier faces as those horrid drips of precipitation hit thier cars, you would have thought it was fucking pain stripper or somthing , didn't they see the perfectly good track next to the stands?

Concourse is nice in a way, but really whats the point? There are far cheaper ways to realize you have OCD