How about this one from an event cache
Turned up at 7.15 to find the pub had stopped serving food!!! Starving, I started my search for food in Yatton. I'd barely taken a step outside when a boy racer shot past at 81.4 mph, closely followed by an unmarked police car, sirens blazing, on the pavement. Welcome to Yatton, I thought.
Headed to the train station to check the times but was glad I had my moped.