I'm starting to wonder why we have nice cars. We went away Sunday for the day with the Girlfriends brother to Stourport on Severn (for some god awful reason) and went in his Fiesta ST. It's mint and he adores the thing. Come back after a few hours and some cunt had keyed it from tail light to headlight.

I was fuming so couldn't imagine how he felt, my brother rang me on the way home and said "you'll never guess what? I went to Cheltenham today and some fuckers keyed the front wing of the Forester" on his 55 Plate Forester STI.

Two cars in different cities on the same day! It's also nothing personal as the cities were miles away form where we all live.