A gang that masterminded a £175,000 robbery made a big burglary blunder in using a getaway driver with no arms. After the raid on the jewelers in Essex the four gang members jumped in John Smith’s waiting car and took off as police gave chase.
Unfortunately things got complicated as Smith, 18, has no arms below his elbows and his gang members had to help change gears. Smith, who cannot dress himself and lives with his mother, drove for 30 miles before crashing.
He was given a 12-month youth custody sentence, suspended for two years, the Daily Mail reported.
Thanks to Bethany for the link!
“On an August morning in 1978, French filmmaker Claude Lelouch mounted a gyro-stabilized camera to the bumper of a Ferrari 275 GTB and had a friend, a professional Formula 1 racer, drive at breakneck speed through the heart of Paris. No streets were closed, for Lelouch was unable to obtain a permit.”
Seriously? You MUST watch it until the end. Classic!
Gets crazy around the 1:10 mark.
I would piss my pants if I was that guy on the Segway.
Most people have been in a situation where you are piss drunk and you need to get home. Some choose to call a cab or pass out in some bushes, but others decide to get behind the wheel and “drive” home. Having a drink or two and driving is one thing, but trashed out of your mind? Those are the dangerous people. Imagine getting behind the wheel knowing guys like these are out on the road with you. On the way home from Chicago a few weeks ago, we were behind a guy in an SUV who was swerving ALL OVER THE FREEWAY. It was nuts.
Example: Falling over before you sobriety test even starts.
A few weeks ago I was sitting with my grandpa watching the Golf Channel (It’s pretty much the only thing he will watch so I didn’t really have a choice). They were replaying some old Tiger Woods tournament and he was on the 17th hole during a playoff. Shortly after Tiger made his stroke on the first putt, you hear some guy in the crowd yell, “GET IN THE HOLE!” You can’t miss it. The crowd is dead quiet and within half a second after the ball was struck you hear that yell. I watched the next few holes and the same thing happened each time!
I stuck around to watch another tournament and the same thing happened again! I would really like to think that this was all done by one man. One super-fan with incredible vocals that runs from hole to hole screaming his guts out. I wonder what his day job is? Travling all over the country and buying tickets to all these tournaments has got to be pricey. Maybe he is sponsored? I think it may be one of the extreme sports that Red Bull has yet to put their stamp on.