Ok, this was challenging, but let's add some fun new elements that should increase the fun. We are heading up a road when it suddenly comes to a gated area that provides entrance and exit points that are too small for the car. A small dodgy looking car passes through and stops right next to us. Three rough looking guys that are between five then and six foot two all hop out and start moving toward the car. My "spider-sense" goes off and I tell Steve to bolt. He legs it into reverse and flips the car around. The guys hop back into their car and start to follow us in their small car. Now, please remember, we are on a road covered in speed bumps every one hundred meters. Steve's car has a clearance of about three inches and it has been bottoming-out on almost every speed bump. We start flying down the street to avoid this aggressive car that is following us. I wish I could describe the sound more elegantly. The Porsche sounds like a F16 when it take off. VRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM. We reach 70 in about 4 seconds and then slam on the brakes. PSSSTTTCHICCCCKKKKKKKKK. The car bottoms out as we head over a speed bump. This is repeated for about 3 minutes as we eventually evade the car chasing us. Adreneline is pumping... We're still trying to get out of Brixton. We are at a light. Some guy runs at the car on the passenger side with his hand in his pocket and something protruding through his jumper. Yet again, we leg it, this time through a red light. We're not impressed.

As we're trying to get out of Brixton we see a police roadblock. For the first time in Gumball history we, excitedly, drive INTO the roadblock intentionally pissing them off. "We're not supposed to be here" we say. He agrees without further comment other then telling us our nav system is crap. He gives us advice and we finally make it out of Brixton with great trepidation.