Got home from work, parked up, picked up my bag from the passenger side, turned my back for a second and there's an almighty whack. Look round in fear...
Look at the sheer quantity, I'm not even mad, I'm impressed. It had obviously eaten a 6 egg white omelette and a gallon of vanilla ice cream for lunch, then saved it until I got home.
It must be personal now. Back in the car, off to the car wash.