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Drove mine last week, mate— fuckin exhaust fell off! Angry? Sure, kicked it, hurt me toe— laughed after, cos it’s so dumb it’s brilliant. “Ta-da!”— like WALL-E showin off trash cubes. Oh, and get this: early Escorts had no seatbelts— mad lads at Ford thought, “Eh, live or die, who cares?” Bit dark, bit funny— vintage chaos, I respect it. Me, I’d mod it, stick a plank roof rack on— carpenter flex, y’see.

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud bang. My heart drops. I look over, and it’s just some guy fixing his car on the side of the road. Phew! But man, my heart was racing. I thought it was the end of the world or something. Glusburn, you’re giving me a heart attack!

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