4X-style action launches from the car parkSuddenly the car boot slams and Deadmeat's out of the blocks like a shot. In fact, the damn cad's gone early and he's yards ahead in no time. The red mist comes down and we all lock sights on him. Going for the tight line on the first turn I can sense pain blossoming ahead.
As Ian's front tyre buzzes on Deadmeat's back (schoolboy error) I catch up and ride alongside. I can see a gap opening up; there's a free pint up for grabs for the holeshot and I want it! Just as Deadmeat and I are in sniffing distance of the amber nectar, Bill swoops in with a low-flying elbow and pulls off a textbook HITOM (Highly Illegal Take-Out Manoeuvre), which leaves us sat on our stems and holding on like never before as we mount the curb and slide along the wall. We're not amused - Bill's just booked himself a reservation at Smackdown Hotel!
As we race round and down the six-storey car park I start to feel dizzy.
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