Your story still seems vague - are you the strapping youth? Richard
I'm not saying Richard! But the day we were there, we came in a blue Transit and after several
hours of fun we went back to the Transit, only for our team leader unable to open the back door
so after a few minutes of trying to open the doors, he used his cycling shoe to knock out a window
We started to pile the bikes in and chucking the rest of the gear in, someone said 'who's is this stuff'
everyone looked at each other, shrugging our shoulders and saying 'not mine' at that instant the
driver jumped out the back of the Transit, Shouting.... 'Quick guys get out - its not my Transit'
He then pointed thats my Transit!! We never shifted our stuff so fast and we drove off and didn't go to the track for six months.
I hate RED DWARF