Every so often in the media game, a story drops by your desk that’s so utterly wonderful in every way that you can’t really help but sit in awe of it.
“There was a vast amount of dense smoke coming out the back. It completely obscured the road. I had to slow down and keep a distance. I knew when he had turned left only by following the smoke he left behind.”“At times I came to an almost complete stop because of the smoke. I had to look across the top of the hedgerows to see where he had gone.”“For a while I could not see the car but in the distance I could see the smoke going up a hill towards the village of Crundale.”“I caught up with him but the smoke kept coming thick and fast.”
Chaplin’s smoke screen device was a homemade job that involved a tank of diesel behind the passenger seat, which was connected to a pump with a pipe leading to the exhaust. A switch on his dashboard activated the device, which would drip diesel down into the hot exhaust pipe, causing massive plumes of smoke.
- Dude owns an absolute bomb of a car.
- Rigs it with a container of diesel and makes a smoke machine out of the exhaust purely to get rid of pesky underground moles.
- Cop spots the car, spies the “DE JURE” license plate it’s rocking, and decides that ain’t right.
- Dude doesn’t want a bar of the cop, and turns on the smoke to try and get away.
- The smoke works in slowing the cop down, but THE TRAIL OF SMOKE HE LEAVES makes him easily trackable.
- Dude eventually gets caught – with an actual gun.
- Dude goes to court and gets CLEARED OF HAVING AN ACTUAL GUN.