Shit. My car had come to a halt. The tires screeched against the material that consists of crushed stone rolled and bound with a mixture of tar and bitumen. What great rotten luck. I groaned and slammed my head down onto the steering wheel. It was going to be a long night, luckily I had a few old rags and blankets in the boot. I looked out of the window to my side and saw an old run down garage, a few solemn cars parked there. And too my left a Co op, with a refurbishment towed to the door, one corner flapping in the wind. I sighed and looked down at my watch. 1am. This was gonna be a long night