There’s a hot new scene in town where everyone goes to get their fix of rubber-burning, high-octane motorised mayhem and apparently it’s my front lawn.
This happened sometime between 14:00 and 16:00 on Saturday. I can’t think of any reason someone would need to drive on the lawn let alone see the need to see how fast their car can do the 5m dash.
Nor can I think of who would have done it although it might be my drug-dealing revhead neighbours.
A couple of strategically placed anti-vehicle mines should make sure this never happens on my lawn again
