Now this is what I call an interesting day.
Service assistant called me to the reception and introduced me to a new customer. The man spoke excellent english which made conversation easy and he asked me to road test his car as he could hear a rattling noise and wanted to know what it was.
We got into the car a W220 S600 twin turbo (very nice car) and well looked after. I noticed the blue lights behind the grille (police car unmarked) and sure enough the siren controls inside.
Arrived at the first set of lights and stopped gently. Then, an almighty thwak and a car hit us up the arse. Boy was I pissed
Got out of the car and whent to inspect the damage.
Out of the other car climbs what I can only describe as the biggest fucking Sumo wrestler I have ever had the displeasure to meet. He started shouting and screaming and behaving like a 3 year old. Something ran down my leg and I distinctly remember thinking I hope that was sweat
Then,( just as I was begining to sweat a little) my customer gets out of the car and confronts this monster of a man. The big guy immediately drops to his knees and starts appologising almost crying.
Well it transpires that the car that hit ours was a police car and the owner of the Benz was the city chief of police