Nardo vs Nardo: a never ending story of betrayal, revenge and ALL OUT, NITROUS-FUELLED SPEED
And so it continues: our intrepid heroes battle deep into the night. Mile after mile of thumb-numbing speed at speeds of over, sorry, under 300mph, in their highly tuned and very masculine orange (
orange??? I suppose it works for the Dutch...) super cars. On and on they go, pushing the boundaries of endurance, seeking out the last joules of energy required to push their steeds over the more or less random barrier of 482.7km/h. Until, suddenly.... they feel a bit tired and decide to go to bed.
Well, that was how it was last night. Highest run was 299.66mph,
grubby little b#strd of a car, get your bloody finger out.
And so here I am today, waiting for news of a RL job that looks as though it's not going to come off after all (I'm a courier), twiddling my thumbs in front of the TV as usual (laundry? garden? pah, I'll pretend I was out all day

).
I start to check my technique, and begin pushing the button earlier and earlier on the banking. Occasionally I see the smallest flicker of 300 on the digital speedo, but it doesn't register at the end of the run

Until, at last, (
cue triumphant music ) it happens: 300 mph steady on the screen for a couple of seconds, and then, at the end of the back straight, the words "session record: 300.17mph". Marvellous. done it.
But now the real problems start. You see I'm a technical dunce

. My phone can send piccies, but I've no idea how. You can download them onto the PC using black magic or mirrors or something, but it beats me every time. People talk to me about TSB ports and stuff but it's just
way over my head

. I'm not stupid, it's just that I've always found PCs to be hopelessly frustrating in every way and I don't have the patience to figure my way through other people's crappy slipshod programming

. In fact I think that computer software engineers should be put onto a spaceship with the telephone sanitation engineers and the marketing executives, and sent off "in advance" to colonise some far off planet....(only joking).
I could drive round with my memory card... Which continent do you live on? No, what I'll probably do is go round to my mate's and get him to sort it out. But that'll have to wait to this evening, and if this job does come off I'll be heading to London this afternoon...
Problems, problems, problems.
300.17. Hah!
