Slag, was that you that nearly got catapulted to Edinburgh by the dickhead in the Volvo who clearly shat himself wishing he'd bought a car with ABS as he unceremoniously mounted the bank?
The good news for those of us he seemed to take a personal dislike to so intensely is that he locked out his wheels when he braked and based on the burning smell of rubber and the amount of his car he buried in the bushes there's a good chance he'll need new tyres and a wheel balance at the very least 
Maybe next time he'll be in a bit less of a rush
