And the Darwin award goes to.....

... The lad who, showing off in front of his mates, tried to kick the front of my car. Erm, while I was driving it.

Ok, 30 mph doesn't seem like much, but when the thing doing 30 mph is a (almost) 2 tonne square bricked shaped Volvo tank, there can only be one winner. Lucky for him he snatched his legged back in the nick of time, because it was so sudden I had no time to react.

Just to put it into some sort of perspective, I once crashed Gothilda into an immovable object (a sand dune covered in grass), which nearly shook my teeth out. Gotty suffered a crack to her number plate. I also once had the misfortune of hitting a pheasant at 70 mph, which made a hell of a bang, and did no damage whatsoever to the car. If this daft lad hadn't got his leg back out of the way in time, I have no doubt at all that his leg and foot would have simply shattered. It makes me wonder sometimes how come the human race has made it this far.

 

He tried to stop a 2 tonne Volvo with his leg???????

Prime Candidate for the award.

 

Pillock