Bokolis hated that sunamonbatching camera, so I take some pleasure at this cat thumbing his nose at the flash. Beach bum that I am, I made the mistake of staying in Camps Bay- it was inconvenient to my business there- rather than in downtown. As such, I was on that road back and forth. Thankfully I cabbed it everywhere, because I'd've gotten enough speeding tickets to fill a wedding album.
Under it's-always-funny-until-someone-loses-an-eye, we have to balance our need for speed with our footprint on society. While we can't have every other muthafucka firing down the hill like this, it's hard for Bokolis to call out this kid. Frankly, this road is ideal for something like this; it would be calling me for sure. Shee-yit, I'd've had cop cars blocking the side streets and waiting for me to take me back up. Cape Town is basically on 40% discount for the US Dollar; with that kind of money, as Tony said, you can buy the supreme court.
Full marks to him for being minimally obstrusive, doing this in the early AM. He also has cover from having a car trail him and they presumably understood how much clear road they had in front of them and understood the traffic patterns. However, if he