I had a new car. It was an exciting toy, a big BMW 3.3 Li, which means 3.3 litre, long wheelbase, fuel injection. It had a top speed of 129 mph and terrific acceleration. The body was pale blue. The seats inside were darker blue and they were made of leather, genuine soft leather of the finest quality. The windows were electrically operated and so was the sunroof. The radio aerial popped up when I switched on the radio, and disappeared when I switched it off. The powerful engine growled and grunted impatiently at slow speeds, but at sixty miles an hour the growling stopped and the motor began to purr with pleasure. As i was driving along the road, i saw a hitchhiker on the side of the road and decided to give him lift.
Sure! Hop on!
Can i get a ride to London?
Where are you going sir?
Its Derby Day today. I'm heading to Epsom for the races, glad you ask.
What can she do flat out?
what is your name?
He was a small ratty-faced man with grey teeth. His eyes were dark and quick and clever, like rat's eyes, and his ears were slightly pointed at the top.He had a cloth cap on his head and he was wearing a greyish-coloured jacket with enormous pockets. The grey jacket, together with the quick eyes and the pointed ears, made him look more than anything like some sort of huge human rat. I then ask him where he was going. He said" Its Derby Day today. I'm heading to Epsom for the races, glad you ask."
Its pretty simple you know?
Isn't that my watch? How did you take it?
The hitchhiker then persuaded the driver into pushing the BMW to its maximum speed of 129mph.
I"m actually a fingersmith, a professional fingersmith. As you can see what is in my hand, i bet 'ee' ain"t got it all written down in 'is memory as well.
But unfortunately, they were caught by a cop for speeding over the limit. The driver hand in his driver's license and the cop took down the name and address. He also fill in the date,time and details of his offense.
After getting caught, while the driver was driving, the hitchhiker took from his pocket a tin of tobacco and a packet of cigarette. He rolled the cigarette and it was ready in about five seconds. "I've never seen anyone roll a cigarette as fast as that.""Because i have fantastic fingers." He said. The driver then tried guessing what is the hitchhiker's job. After many attempts, he gave up and continued the drive. While they were driving, the hitchhiker took out the driver's belt, his shoelace,his watch,his driver's license,a key ring with four keys on it, some pound notes, a few coins, a letter from his publishers, his diary, a stubby old pencil, a cigarette lighter and a beautiful old sapphire ring with pearls around that belongs to the drivers wife.
After much talking, the hitchhiker told him that he is a fingersmith, a professional fingersmith. The hitchhiker then showed the driver the two books that the cop had written both their names in. The driver was then both nervous, excited and relieved all at once.
Wow! You're fantastic fellow!
Thank you, guv'nor, it's always nice to be appreciated.