My neighbour you see is your typical seafront boyracer
all over him because he is a boy in a mans world and should be allowed his dreams. Now to the point, he bounds up to me yesterday telling me how he wasted an RS4 very easily which i found hard to believe and decided to shatter his dreams and asked him to describe it upon which he described what sounded like an A4 diesel with fake RS wheels and RS4 badges front and back, now because of his motoring arrogance he wont believe me when i tell him it wasnt what he thought and now im getting the cocky smirk everytime i see him or any of his friends or family. Now im not mad at him but i am peesed off with the Sorry, off soap box