He does, but it would have to be at night, and I'd be surprised if he doesn't wake up and run downstairs before I have unlocked and unbolted two gates, started up his diseasal Audi A6, and reversed the hulking great thing through the narrow opening and onto the road, right under his (open) bedroom window.
Plus I *think* (hope) he is doing something about it now... Will find out when I get home... Otherwise I will nick his phone and try and find the guys home number...
Maybe they are eating customers who are trying to retrieve their cars
#firstworldproblems
Wouldn't fancy driving that polo again after it's been crashed, held hostage by gaurd dogs and then botched back together by your dad and his buddy with a blow torch and some gaffa tape. Panels will probably start flying off when u take it up to 70 on the motorway
Just sell it and buy your own car that u want. = end of problems