http://www.adrianflux.co.uk/blog/2007/04/practise-safe-sex-by-modifying-your-car.html Car Insurance Blog from Adrian Flux - Specialist Insurance Broker Tue, 13 Sep 2011 22:44:00 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3-beta1 http://www.adrianflux.co.uk/blog/2007/04/practise-safe-sex-by-modifying-your-car.html#comment-36 Andrew Denny Tue, 01 May 2007 12:38:00 +0000 http://www.adrianflux.co.uk/blog/?p=129#comment-36 >It happened to me, too, about 25 years ago (when keys security was a bit more lax then than now). In my case it was my 1973 Ford Cortina Mk2 in a multi-storey car park and I forgot where it was, and found my key fitting what I thought was my car - and then the lady owner came back just as I was getting in. Very embarassing, but she believed me, luckily! >It happened to me, too, about 25 years ago (when keys security was a bit more lax then than now). In my case it was my 1973 Ford Cortina Mk2 in a multi-storey car park and I forgot where it was, and found my key fitting what I thought was my car – and then the lady owner came back just as I was getting in. Very embarassing, but she believed me, luckily!

]]> http://www.adrianflux.co.uk/blog/2007/04/practise-safe-sex-by-modifying-your-car.html#comment-35 Anonymous Mon, 30 Apr 2007 18:34:00 +0000 http://www.adrianflux.co.uk/blog/?p=129#comment-35 >i was at a freinds wedding in germany once, and after a vodka face off with the (russian) father of the bride i was a little worse for wear. i dont know what happened for the rest of the night, but i woke up in the back seat of some germans VW polo 10 miles away. slowly realising my conundrum, i shuffled away nonchulantly away, only for a huge boxhead to get in the car moments later. you could see him sniffing the pungent air, wondering why the polo was unlocked and the radio on. i can only assume that my golf keys must have fitted, either way i put my suit jacket back on and retired to a park bench for the morning. >i was at a freinds wedding in germany once, and after a vodka face off with the (russian) father of the bride i was a little worse for wear. i dont know what happened for the rest of the night, but i woke up in the back seat of some germans VW polo 10 miles away. slowly realising my conundrum, i shuffled away nonchulantly away, only for a huge boxhead to get in the car moments later. you could see him sniffing the pungent air, wondering why the polo was unlocked and the radio on. i can only assume that my golf keys must have fitted, either way i put my suit jacket back on and retired to a park bench for the morning.

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