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I meant to write this a while ago, but never did because I never knew whether this should be seen by the public. As you all know, I drive the VR3 which carries various amounts and types of street cred. In the VR3 I can dress like a rock star and be confident that the VR3 fits the rock star image.

So then the other day my mom comes round and says I should take her car for a drive, because I always complain how bad it is. It is a Fiat Palio 1200, which means it is the slowest car on the planet. I don’t particularly like it and don’t like the fact that my mom drives it. Anyway, I can’t change her mind, and she digs the car.

So she kind of double, or even triple dared me to drive it the other day. I did not go far, just to the Shell petrol station, and it turned out to be the worst decision of my life. I was naturally dressed like a rock star, as always, with a Levi’s T shirt with some sort of skull on it and a cowboy hat on the skull. Paired with my Levi jeans( 507′s, from my school days, legendary, serious street cred) and Lee Cooper biker jacket, I could have fitted in anywhere with a rock vibe.

So forgetting that I was dressed like a rock star, I got into the purple Palio. What I should have done was picked up a hand knitted jersey from my gran, put on a straw Greg Norman hat, thrown on some tweed trousers and arrived in the Palio. Nobody would have noticed a thing. But my dress was so far from the cars persona, I stood out like a mathlete at a frat party.

Grown men were seen crying.

Anyway, I won’t even go into details on the looks I got at the petrol station. People thought I had lost my mind, and I even thought I heard a child scream. Until I realised it was my own mind screaming at me, telling me that my style points were dropping at a frantic pace.

I mean, just have a look at that photo and tell me you are not embarrassed for me? Not to mention that the Palio is the WORST handling car I have driven…ever. The understeer nearly had me wrecking the car coming out the first bend after leaving the house. Then there is the body roll, the odd design that leaves you leaning forward to see over the dash and all the pillars(Are they called C-pillars or something) to see whether there are any cars coming from your left hand side at stop streets. And the rattling noise when you turn. The car is horrendous, and definitely not recommended by me at all.

My mom is convinced the Palio is blue. I’m convinced it’s purple. It’s like a kid eating liquorice, then drinking Fanta grape and having a little vomit in the flowerbeds. That’s the colour I am thinking of.

Talking of cars though, apparently word on the street is that Jerry is retiring The Bomber. Not sure if it’s true, but if it is we will show you the new one on these pages.

Enjoy the weekend, I know I am loving it! Layo and Bushwacka were insane last night and we have a couple of stories to tell and pictures to post.

Wicked cool.

Sean Lloyd

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