I really hate Boy Racers. Crappy cars with bodykits and engine upgrades; greasy haired, baseball cap, doughnut making, immature, gobshites who insist on being noisy and breaking speed limits. What gets me is that there is rarely a cop around when there should be.
In Waterford City they seem to congregate on the outer ring roads at night, sometimes in the northern extension of the industrial park and spend ages screaming tyres.
Sad Bastards really. When you see them poncing around town in a 92 Dihatsu Charade, window down, elbow out the window and blaring crappy dance music. Do they know how stupid they look? Probably not.
Anyway , glad to get that off my chest.