Believe you me.
Stuffing four people, of which three are well over six feet tall, into one Mini, is an arduous task.
All of a sudden realising that you can't see a damn thing through your fogged up windshield, while just having accelerated to some 50 miles an hour, thereby creating a slight panic and a frenzied and collective searchparty for the sponge that has mysteriously gone MIA is downright dangerous.
But fucking hilarious, too.
Cheers
All of a sudden realising that you can't see a damn thing through your fogged up windshield, while just having accelerated to some 50 miles an hour, thereby creating a slight panic and a frenzied and collective searchparty for the sponge that has mysteriously gone MIA is downright dangerous.
But fucking hilarious, too.
Cheers
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Just take off the top and ride like the Flintstones.
We shall, my friend, we shall.
And Cedia, nobody touches the top of my Mini! I'm a big supporter of toplessness, but not in this case.
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hahaha "screamed at every corner" and you were...sober? precious!
We were all sober(ish) - but my girlfriend (the one under 6 feet tall) tends to start screaming at a eardrum-piercing volume whenever I take a corner slightly too sharp.
Priceless.
Mini's rule the universe, and the bits beyond it, too.
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That is such a cute mini, possibly the cutest mini EVER! hahaha I can't imagine one person of 6ft stature fitting into this vehicle?!
Oh and for some reason whenever alcohol is involved consequently so is stuffing an unacceptable amount of people in the smallest vehicle... The clincher, there is always a larger vehicle available.
Did you find the sponge?
Yep, we eventually found it. It turned out that the tall guy in the back, who was laughing like a maniac all the time, was sitting on it.
And that was no gearstick, my friend.
Cheers
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