Yeah, seems that I'm contradicting myself right now. Actually since Vincent had already transferred several movies for me to watch, one of which was "The Breed" (which was about an island filled with a bunch of crazy dogs that attack humans for no reason), I'd say that earns him a level of forgiveness.
And, yes, apart from that, I also feel that I owe Vincent an apology for bashing him so badly in my previous post. So Vincent, I'm sorry, and I'm not ashamed to admit that I was a bit over the limits in my previous post.
Right, we're not here to talk about Vincent, really, because in this post, I'd like to show you one of the most amazing races I've ever seen. This race is, of course, done by some of the craziest people the world has ever seen - 3 of my housemates whose names I'm not allowed to tell you for political reasons. However here are some useful clues, they are:
not Alan
not Gary
and most certainly not Kenny
So this was how it happened:
One night, these 3 people were overwhelmed by the extreme boredom because Streamyx was down. So they moved around the house like zombies till one of them saw the elongated sachets of Nescafe and cloth pegs all around the house, and that was when all hell broke loose.
So, what do you think of this rubber-burning, adrenaline-pumping, blood-gushing drift race?