Last night i went out with a few mates in to cheltenham town centre at about 10ish. Things started to get real busy with all the chav wagons showing there faces when the gayest thing ever happened. Me a scooby turbo and a few others were going down a 1 way street when we all had to brake suddenly. Everybody managed to stop apart from 1 little plonka in a corsa who went straight up the ar*e of a saxo who then shunted another saxo funnely enough! (well i did say the chav wagons were out) Anyway after a sy of relief, all as we heard was a big screatch and a corsa nailing it of in a cloud of smoke(how ironic) anyway looked in the rear view mirror and saw a girl get out of the first saxo with the worst look on her face.The corsa then raced passed me nearly taking out the side of my car. So i gave chase for about half a mile up the road when he suddenly pulled over. I pulled up next to him and said "Whats going on?" He just said "i was going to turn round honest". I then told him there was no need to speed off and to follow me back to the scene. Next thing i new he was in reverse, again nearly hitting my car and speeding off. After pushing my luck twice i just let him go making sure we had saved his plate on 1 of our phones. We then went back to give his details to the ones who had been hit, and the girl was in a right state. I know you lot will say i shouldnt have chased but it made me feel so much better nowing the little rat wasnt going to get away with it. Just imagine if it was your car he had hit.