Remember walking down to the Lohne Eck (Soest area 1975/76) on a dark and stormy night with a couple of mates. Not a single German ventured from their homes.
We ended up playing Schock with the barman Hannes Morefeldt for beers.
He didn't win a game all night and we drank for free.
He gave us a run back in his BMW at the end of the evening.
Top man.
Last edited by ericferret; 20th January 2008 at 22:45.