Glad to hear that my car is done
Exactly how long since you drove your S1…?
Three, four years, I dunno maybe more
Coz its in a thousand bits on yer garage floor
Seriously how long’s it been now, and this might not be fair
But when you started it I think you still had hair
At this rate, its gonna appear in your will :
“Exige in component form, bit of work to do still”
Oh yes Donington Park, what a laugh what a wheeze
Wasn’t that where your car tried to turn into an Elise
We won’t expect a response tonight it has to be said
You’ll be beached on the sofa bloated with naan bread 
PMSFL and I thought Tim was funny…
[quote=SeanB]Benjas a lad and there�s no denying
Last Saturday night it was tits he was spying
At Christians 40th we all danced and drank
While Benja stood dazed, his jaw already sank
If only he drove as well as he letched
On Hamilton�s car his name would be etched
To Pam Ayers he says he may be related
If his wife finds out what he�s been spying he�ll be berated
[/quote]
Berated? More likely castrated!
Well done, Sean.
brilliant all of you, I just can’t write those things 
Ben you have a problem, you modify all of your stuff
Its not just your car, your house is being made buff
Your house is getting decorated, filled up with bling
But the bill I bet, that is really gonna sting!
Get on the phone to Murdoch, say �give me more cash�
As I hear he�s not short, in fact he�s got quite a stash
He seems to like listening to other peoples calls
To do that so blatantly, must take some real balls
So get your story straight, before you ask him for more
Cus I hear your boss is tighter than a submarine door!!
My S1 I agree, is taking some time
And Naan breads I love, in fact they�re sublime
White wheels, white wheels, what were you thinkin
That idea, like your driving, is bloody well stinkin
I�m too much for you,
even in my S2
And that heavy old thing,
is weighed down with bling
Your rice burner wont handle, my German force-fed muscle
And when we end up on track, and find ourselves in a tussle
Into the weeds, I think you�ll be blown
My superior power, you will be shown
Back in the 90�s like your hair, is your tech
Having my hand me downs, shows some respek
Onward and upward, bigger brakes, bigger rubber
If you�re gonna keep up, you will need to loose some of that blubber!!
And more talent my man, will be your salvation
But you better hope they serve it, at every filling station
Cus the copious quantities, that you require
By the time you�ve caught up, I �ll be lookin to retire!!
Ha ha ha this is all very nice
Sparring with Birminghams answer to Vanilla Ice
We wait two days and then not one post but two
Awwww bless I bet you had to wait for yer missus to help you?
Now I like to think of myself as a reasonable sorta bloke
But me having a problem with mods?? From you that’s a joke
You’re the high priestess of mods we’ve all got you sussed
The day you give up cars, is the day Demon Tweaks goes bust
And yeah I slave away for the Murdoch dime
I guess you’re a charity worker doing summat righteous with yer time
Oh no,…hold on,…you work for a load of bankers
Hmmmm, an even more lawless bunch of wxxkers
And if we’re done looking at your job
We have to question why you’re always fiddling with your knob?
Turning up the boost sir, given your Senna skill
Surely not to cover up driving thats run o’ the mill?
More power, bigger tyres I know what you’re facing
Yup something nice n simple, you’d be good at drag racing
If car control is not your thing, you know it would suit
Start saving now for your parachute
Ok this seems to have turned into some kinda Pam Ayres rap battle 
… Make it stop!!
Great stuff chaps! Way beyond my limerick which I note was line short
hahaha
OK lets call it quits
Round of applause gents, some scary/weird/alarming talent there, classic post, take a bow!
Ben I can�t stop, I keep trying to make things rhyme
I feel a little disturbed and wish we could call time
Our gangster rapping banter, keeps going back and forth
When we should have aimed our rhymes, at those from up North
The hardest one yesterday was getting something to go with eminem
If I could have pulled that one off it would have been a real gem
But to get this thread back on topic, I just have one thing to say
Mr Philips you rhyming like your driving, is a little bit gay!!
Mate you’re lying bleeding on the floor
And still you wanna get up and take some more
Your rhymes like yer driving are missing a certain class
Be a good boy now, pull over and let me pass
If this was the Grand Prix, I’d be Webber you’d be Button
If we had this to eat I’d be lamb and you’d be mutton
It’s time for us to both give up the fight
I’m thinking in rhymes at work and that ain’t right!
Modders can�t stop modding even though its bad
To change a lovely Lotus, really is a pursuit that�s mad
Leave it as it left Hethel that�s what I keep doing
In the long run it wont be me who�s ruing
You should have bought a different car
if powers what you�re after
Some shed building efforts are a mess
It�s hard to contain the laughter
So even if you pass me with the car you bring
It really ain�t a Lotus like mine is �n all bling
Sitting with my air con on seeing your car all nasty
I�ll re-set my sat nav while I eat a pasty
Euro tours will your car not do Mine will easily be better
I can arrive at any track, not like you all tired and wetter
You�ll be deaf & I�ll be fresh, I know which one is best
While you try to stay cool in your shorts and vest
All this rhyming quite enough
I think it�s gone too far
Lets get back to the original question�.
�.Wheres my fookin� car??*
*it�s in the paint shop, nearly finished 
Paraphrasing the words of Dean Martin:
Evora, oh oh oh oh
Let’s fly way up to the clouds
Away from the maddening crowds
We can sing in the glow of a star that I know of
Where lovers enjoy peace of mind
Let us leave the confusion and all disillusion behind
Just like bird of a feather, a rainbow together we’ll find
Evora, oh oh oh oh
No wonder my happy heart sings
Your love has given me wings
Evora, oh oh oh oh
Well, looks like I’ve brought this to a screeching halt! May be no bad thing.