Not just because they're irresponsible and impress small children but because of the hooligans it attracts. I was making my way to Paddington after work for a bit of shopping and after lofting it from the lights, this 636 came zooming up behind me, shot past and made good pace through the traffic. Once the lights went green he hoofed a right minger and I was left in his wake :o) At the next set of lights he stoppied it and proceeded to break the numberplate off the back. I pointed this out to him and asked if he knew what the lottery numbers were for this week <snigger> Anyway, we had a mad dash through the traffic, each taking the other up and under and through the insides for about two miles down Madia vale and Edgware Road. That's when he peeled off to go round towards Paddington Basin. What a laugh. I was hideously underpowered compared to him but the feeling of sharing a moment like that was one I haven't had since I was a despatcher. *Happy sigh*