Sunday, June 10, 2007

Yeah I know, I know,

this blog is called Last Tram Home, and as a non-driver the tram is my usual mode of transport. But on Friday night my (new best) friend Thomas gave me a lift home in this:

It's a prototype of the V8 Elfin Streamline , and it stunk of petrol, hot oil, and burnt rubber. Sounded like a Spitfire in full flight, backfired like a motherfucker, jumped like a rabbit with Tabasco on it's arse. Best ride I've had in a while.

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