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nicked



there i was, mindng my own business, driving home last night in the rain
after helping a friend with pc-type problems.  the usual roundabout below
where i live presented itself bright and shiny.  no on-coming traffic for
1/2 a k or so so around i go.  kick the tail out and make it about 1/2 way
around (looking for the bite you understand).  my eye is on the on-coming
traffic which is now closer of course.

in time to discern a car with cheery lights on top.  oooppsss  say yours
truly, and proceeds to unwind opposite lock in order to develop a more
longitudional direction of travel.

to late.  plod hits the lights, proceeds around the round-about kicking his
tail out and pulls me over.

sigh.

the usual breath tests and "do you own this car" (proof positive that audi
station wagons have yet to shed their over-50's image), followed by a
lecture about careless use...

mind you he did smile at my explanation, and let me go.....

dave
'95 rs2
'90 ur-q
'89 mb 2.3-16