I saw a Lamborghini Huracan in The Weir, in Hessle. The noise was amazing. Once he drove off, you could tell exactly which roads he left town on, even though he was a mile away, and several buildings were between us.
I was going to take a photo, but the man was handsome, and I got nervous. (Joke from last night's Family Guy, except it was about an ice cream).
