On a lovely summer's evening way back when we used to have warm summer's, a friend and i decided to go for a few pint's, it turned out to be a few too many.
I had a small motorbike at the time and i wasn't satisified unless i took the bike for a spin, tearing around town with no licence, no insurance and no helmet's.
Around the corner and there to greet us, a garda checkpoint, swung the bike around with the guard's in pursuit, had a good headstart so went down a side street and then down a narrow lane to the back of a house of someone we knew until we were in the clear.
I'm sure this little story pales in comparison to your's.
Would you like to tell us about it.