Noble Car Hijacker
Added on 02-27-2006
This story about…love, passion, criminal and worldwide man’s brotherhood. But everything is in its turn.
It was red sunset when my brother Valerian was going home, he said me goodbye and got in his car - Audi A8. Suddenly he remembered that he forgot his jacket and bag with foodstuffs, he decided not to stop engine and lock the car because as he intended to return in several minutes…how he was wrong.
When he came out again there was no car. Valerian searched around but it disappeared. Than he decided that shit happens and went home with taxi...when he arrived he found out great surprise. An unfamiliar man called.
“Good evening, are you Valerian?” he asked, “Yeah!” my brother surprised. “Do you own black Audi?” the man continued, “Right… I did just…” Valerian pricked up his ears. “Well you can find it at car parking near South railroad station. Goodbye…” and man disconnected.
South railroad station it is near my home but Valerian lived in North city’s part so it is too far from there, about two hours of driving. Damming everything Valerian dialed me and explained everything, asked to check if that was true and his car was really waiting for. It occurred true and after some one and forty my brother was there. I had never heard before such sounds it was something mixed between tiger’s roaring, elephant’s trumpeting and baby’s crying. He opened the door there was key in glove compartment and note. “Dear brother, thank you very much, your car is very hot.” In addition there was box with Scotch Ben Wyvis of 1965 great example whiskey should be! I didn’t mention that Valerian is real lover of old whiskey, in addition it was anniversary of his engagement. He took all stuff and drove to his lady…
One bottle of Ben Wyvis still is standing in my wine-cellar. This is the end of my story. Be careful with your beloved and don’t drink keeping steering wheel in your hands.
It was red sunset when my brother Valerian was going home, he said me goodbye and got in his car - Audi A8. Suddenly he remembered that he forgot his jacket and bag with foodstuffs, he decided not to stop engine and lock the car because as he intended to return in several minutes…how he was wrong.
When he came out again there was no car. Valerian searched around but it disappeared. Than he decided that shit happens and went home with taxi...when he arrived he found out great surprise. An unfamiliar man called.
“Good evening, are you Valerian?” he asked, “Yeah!” my brother surprised. “Do you own black Audi?” the man continued, “Right… I did just…” Valerian pricked up his ears. “Well you can find it at car parking near South railroad station. Goodbye…” and man disconnected.
South railroad station it is near my home but Valerian lived in North city’s part so it is too far from there, about two hours of driving. Damming everything Valerian dialed me and explained everything, asked to check if that was true and his car was really waiting for. It occurred true and after some one and forty my brother was there. I had never heard before such sounds it was something mixed between tiger’s roaring, elephant’s trumpeting and baby’s crying. He opened the door there was key in glove compartment and note. “Dear brother, thank you very much, your car is very hot.” In addition there was box with Scotch Ben Wyvis of 1965 great example whiskey should be! I didn’t mention that Valerian is real lover of old whiskey, in addition it was anniversary of his engagement. He took all stuff and drove to his lady…
One bottle of Ben Wyvis still is standing in my wine-cellar. This is the end of my story. Be careful with your beloved and don’t drink keeping steering wheel in your hands.
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