We woke up today in a car park with a fairground behind it.
There was also an area where you could drive your car as fast as you possible could for a quarter of a mile.
There was also an area where you could drive your car as fast as you possible could for a quarter of a mile.
This was the race track. People drove there cars down here and most only got up to about eighty miles an hour.
It wasn't the best idea. We were all nearly sick and the sound system was well loud.
We had only been up for ten minutes.
This car had a forty grand sound system in it.
I use to have one of these but it only had a shit tape deck in it.
I use to have one of these but it only had a shit tape deck in it.
When we got back they tried to charge us twenty quid to get back in. This girl didn't want her picture taken at all.
We quickly got bored of that and went for a walk down the other end of the site.
This dude said he was our number one fan, he was safe.
We also saw some of our old friends from the Daily Sport.
They promised to come on stage with us later.
Then it pissed down.
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