Faster Pussycat Kill, Kill was a great and very boozy race, everyone I've spoken to since had some sort of drunken crash on their way home, which is always a good barometer of how well a night went. There's not much point in trying to write about the exploits of a bunch of very drunk messengers* but the picture above pretty much sums up the key ingredients of the night. One of the highlights of the event was a visit from The Messenger of Doom to the Big Smoke. I was a bit worried that after being cooped up in Brum on his own for so long he might be a bit like Sloth from The Goonies but it turned out he was an articulate and ( reasonably ) well balanced individual. All in all a good fun night.
We've been forced to put up this pic of The Pistette in Tank Girl** costume ready to race because it's one of the few she's 'Happy' with:
The Pistette about to put the hammer down*especially if you were one of the very drunkest.
**it's amazing how few people know who Tank Girl is these days.
