i used to carry a few odd tools in me car, one day when i needed em was the day i bought a fooking new car, stopped further up the road, looked in boot of new car and all i could find was a plastic jerry can, FLAT AND FOOKING BALD spare wheel and a diamond jack, opened it up walked up to the guy who i had a issue with, tapped on his shoulder and belted him in the face with it, caught me fooking fingers in the opening when i belted him too, that fooking hurt


my car has never been touched since though


my best mate on the other hand it a fookign psycho, he used to carry a brand new unopened box on knifes in his boot, the day when we was removing a cossie of a guys drive ( we was asked to btw, not actualy robbing it) the guy showed up and when i asked for proof its his car he went over to his car and came back towards us with his hand behind his leg, me mate seen me argue as he was at the boot, he opened the pack of knifes and went straight over to the jamacan guy who claimed to own the car, pinned him against the saph and said open ya hand









was the keys to the car



ahhhhhh the fun days