This creature is a killing machine . He doesn't understand fear, pity or pain and he is coming for you.

Never dismayed by the dismal stupidity of his charges, the poor teacher is forever trying to enlighten them. Any encounters with teachers will begin with the immortal words ‘And today's lesson is ... ‘.

The Government Employee (Manual Grade) provides the missing link between the normal human and the primal chaos. Rude, dull-witted and frighteningly irresponsible, they have access to horrendously powerful machinery. It you meet them, walk past quietly and hope that pneumatic drill only drills pavements.

The Government Employee (Clerical Grade) is a soulless paper-pushing bore. Arrogant, dull-witted, ill-informed and frighteningly unemotional.

The screech of tortured tyres (b grade remoulds . naturally).
The roar of the 1100 motor (exhaust muffler removed, of course).
Let's guess ............... its got a spoiler.
Ummmm ....... is it red?
Perhaps .............. its got go faster stripes
Need I say more .
You just know that when you try to cross that road some acne covered twat of a boy racer is going to try to run you over.
Extremely poor boy racers drive 125cc trials bikes that sound like lawnmowers (yes even with the mufflers removed, lads), richer boy racers drive clapped out hot hatches.