A visiting mother mistook a silver VE SS Commodore and its driver for her son's — then discovered the identification error immediately after getting in.
Read the incident report →Thirty-plus years of automotive optimism, five years of dry-dock excellence and one firmly established pub-bench position.
View evidence →One silver VE SS, one urgent passenger, one completely innocent stranger and a vehicle-identification procedure completed several seconds too late.
Read case file →Friends, acquaintances and passing smart-arses may appear here without warning, often because they made the mistake of knowing us.
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