| Comment | Funny enough, one of the only two times that I've stopped my own car to jump out and help another driver that was in trouble was around that bit in the Calton.
It was a hackney driver, an old boy, stuck in his cab with a junkie kicking the shite out his front door and another still inside pounding his partition screen.
They were just taking liberties, as as soon as I screeched up fast next to his cab in my PH and jumped out they shat it and bolted.
Anyways, aye, ever since then, that area always has the spidey senses tingling and neck hair standing up. |
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