“Ahh, looks like we’ve got a winner.” Reg stood in the middle of the road with his hand up and waiting for the car that was hurtling along to stop. It did right before it ran ran into him.

Sam Harker stayed sitting in the Panda, he couldn’t believe his luck, for the whole day he had sat there doing nothing apart from watching Reg.
Earlier in the morning Reg had been to see Chandler about an idea he had had to encourage the people driving around Sunhill to wear their seatbelts. His idea of giving £3500 to the first car that had everyone in it wearing seatbelts had been praised and was now undergoing with the idea that the message would be passed on so everyone would wear them in order to win some money if the competition was ever repeated.
Sam thought it was a waste of time, people should wear seatbelts to stay safe not to win money, he supposed it just showed how money orientated the world was becoming.

“Hello!” Reg said cheerily leaning into the window of the shiny blue BMW he had just stopped, “You have just won £3500 in our special seatbelt competition, if you could just step out so I can take your details.”
The young male driver stepped out triumphantly and leant on the car. “Wow,” he exclaimed with a strong cockney accent that reminded Reg of Smiffy. “I ain’t never won any fink like that before.”
“Well sir what are you going to do with the money?”
“Hmm, I fink I’ll probably use it to get my driving license.”
“Yes....” Reg looked confused.
The young lady in the passenger shouted out angrily, “Sorry, don’t listen to him, he always talks like that when hes drunk.”
Looking back at Sam for help, Reg thought of something to say. He wondered if there was a breathiliser handy.
There was a loud slam as the kid in the back seat got out and stormed off down the road. “See I told you we’d never get far in a stolen car.”

Seeing the situation seemed to have gone slightly out of hand Sam came running over to where Reg was finishing giving the registration number in for a check.
Reg told him what had happened and he stood in stunned silence until his thoughts were disturbed by a loud knocking coming from the boot of the car.

“Are we near the border yet?”