Going through the badlands of wimbledon yesterday evening i came across this.
Very fresh, the sand hadn't even begin to soak up the oil left in the road. But no blood to be seen.
Traffic cones are so fecking hard in the ghetto of southwest london..
You can now call it a "springer".
Very fresh, the sand hadn't even begin to soak up the oil left in the road. But no blood to be seen.
Traffic cones are so fecking hard in the ghetto of southwest london..
You can now call it a "springer".



