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I smell like winning & Roses...and sometimes Lynx.

Shut up you girl.

Both, assuming it makes to the afternoon.

I'd rather donate the entire contents of my bank account, all £4.50 of it.

I highly doubt that, it would be like me going into a barbers and asking them to tidy it up a bit.

Joy, I wash my car once a year with a rain water and a brillo pad. (must remember it's about the cause not the prizes)

Haha, best to let people know what they're getting in to before they make their decision on which car to go out in.

I'll take anyone out who's brave enough, tbh at this point even i'm scared of my car, it's no faster or slower than the next Clio, but the possibility of something unusual happening is quite high.

I'll have Ryan with me if he can't fix it no one can, plus we'll be in the garage all Friday morning changing a hub, we'll cobble it together good enough to go on track, I just hope the RAC won't be pricks about it if they have to take it back to Cov.

If it makes it there i'm going on track, i'd rather it died like a hero rather than going out like a b*tch on the way to work.

I have a horrible feeling i've spent alot of money on this weekend for nothing, my car has developed some alarming noises today, the gearbox whine has got alot louder and there's a repeating rotational noise coming from the passenger side which is probably gearbox/driveshaft related too, i'll be...

It's still called that and it's still full of dog hair, just not as much as there's only carpet in the front now and the new dog doesn't shed as much.

Ties rods, tracking, oil change, replace one of the hubs, empty all the sh*t out of it, hoover it, fit track alloys, find a way to stop the glove box lid constantly falling off, that's all before I actually get all the crap together I need for camping.

It just dawned on me that this time next week i'll be in a field freezing my tits off if tonight is anything to go by, I should probably start getting my sh*t together, I don't even know if my tent is usable after last year.

Yeah right, I remember you looking proper concerned as you went at your Chow Mein like a f*cking caveman.

Watching Knuckles eat his Chinese last year nearly sent me mad, i'm getting in on that action this time round.

I didn't puke last year, well not in any meaningful way.

If I don't win something this year i'm calling fix.

Morning and afternoon session in the dog kennel, assuming it makes it to the afternoon session, like it's owner it's getting a bit old and knackered these days.