Just reading on TV forum about the plonker visa-run driver who flipped his van at a purported 180kph - it made me think how fast I used to drive.

Years ago, (well about 15 years ago), I worked Monday - Friday in Antwerp, Belgium, and I'd drive home to London on the Friday evening, going via Calais and the Channel Tunnel.

In those days I was a rich, debonnaire and handsome man, and I drove a sexy, small blue sports car, which obviously reflected the small size of my dick (and it's colour...)

The motorway between Belgium and France was always deserted, with no frontier post. On one occasion, I managed to coax my little blue baby up to 230kph!! It had a fcuking great aerofoil on the back that pushed the car down onto the road as you drove faster - it stuck to the road like flies on a dog turd.

Anyway, I'm now reduced to riding a rusty bike in Myanmar (it's a vehicle, not a woman).

But can anyone beat 230kph? (plane travel not counted)

Simon