I don't want to sound like I'm repeating myself, but then again the Sunday Herald Sun has no problem with it, so why should I?
An angry road menace has lost his high-powered dream car after a police swoop in one of Victoria's first hoon home raids.
Forgive me if I have to stop and giggle uncontrollably while you read this.
When police arrived at his door on Friday, the startled 42-year-old hoon -- who had repeatedly driven while suspended -- lied and pretended his souped-up Holden Calais was elsewhere.
But the traffic officers, using a search warrant, quickly uncovered the vehicle, equipped with a big speaker system among a huge array of special features, locked in the garage of the Noble Park home.
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Apparently the idiot had the gall to be outraged about all of this—a
quite stunning reaction from a man whose car is unregistered and
bearing false number plates
. The whallopers will hang onto it for
two days under the anti-hoon laws.
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But it gets even better:
a bank which had been trying to repossess the car since early this year…will tomorrow be able to pick up the vehicle from the police impound centre, meaning the hoon's dream car is gone for good.
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Oh yeah! That was good. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt.
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I'm either too old or too American -- what's a hoon?
From Wikipedia (I kid you not):
A number of Australian states have introduced anti-hoon laws. In Victoria the Police may impound vehicles:
Hence my undisguised glee at this idiot's "misfortune"—straight to losing his car forever, due to his own irresponsibility.
Oh, how sweet is that. I'll bet he never thought the cops would look in the garage. What dogged investigators. Oh, I enjoyed that little story far too much. Now for a lie down.
Gee, if you need a lie down you must have laughed even harder than I did.