Bullrock Le Mans

BullRock Explained:

At Lemans 2005 we got talking to a random bloke when having a drink around the campsite on Fri night. For the sake of this story, lets call him Bullrock-man (you will find out why). He liked talking about himself. He told us what he did for a living. Apparently he was all of the following:

A brick layer, a motor bike mechanic and a doorman at a flash club. He also told us ab

out his 200+ mph bike which apparently had 270bhp at the "REAR WHEEL". According to Bullrock-man, this bike also had the ability to stabilize itself when running in to stationary objects in the road. The example Bullrock-man used was "If you were to hit a rock in the road whilst driving your car, you would just crash & burn. However if my bike were to run into a rock a 200mph the bike would just stabilize". We found this so funny but managed to keep a straight face and just agreed with what was said. He also managed to tell us that his dad had maxed out a BMW M3 at 155mph driving across to Lemans. When we asked if the M3 was his dads, he replied "No!"

He then started telling us all sorts of stories that had supposedly happened to him in previous Lemans years. He told us one particular story that was so unbelievable and will always stay with us, and so "Bullrock" was born. So the story goes:

I would like to just add, that Bullrock-man was munching a chocolate muffin whilst telling the story and we were being showered by chocolate muffin that was being spat over us. Bullrock-man was at lemans a few years ago with a bunch of mates. They all decided to sneak up to the Mulsanne straight at night to watch the race. They were all standing by the track side watching the race at a prohibited part of the circuit when one of the marshals spotted them, blew a whistle which scared the sh*t out of all of them. Most of his mates ran, but Bullrock-man fell head over heals down a steep bank and in to a field. He tried to hide from the marshals in the field and had to climb on top of what it thought was a "ROCK". He then went on to say that what he thought was a rock, actually turned out to be a huge "BULL" that chased him out of the field. It was so funny, but I guess you had to hear it from the horses mouth (or should I say the Bulls mouth). How can anyone mistake a Rock for a Bull no matter how dark it may be? The next morning, we all sat around at breakfast just chatting. Because we all had a few beers the night before, it took us a little while to remember our very strange conversation with Bullrock-man. As soon as we did, we started to talk about some of the things he had said. We started rolling about laughing. It's from that day that the Bullrock-man has become a legend for us. WHAT A "BULL"SH*TTER!