It was just after midnight a couple of Saturdays ago when my phone rang and a police officer asked if I was the owner of a certain VW Polo.
A certain VW Polo that I had parked around the corner from my home as my test vehicle, a Lexus LX570, was taking up my car park space - and my neighbours' cars seemed to have trebled over night.
Groggily I told the officer I was.
"Well it's been hit by a drunk driver," he informed me.
Actually, it hadn't just been hit by a drunk driver - it had been slammed into the back, breaking the rear axle, and shunted with such force that it was wrapped around a tree.