Forget you!

As an overturned police car burned out of control, a rioter got hold of a lifeguard ATC three-wheeler, ghost-rode it into the fire, turned around and raised both arms in triumph.

He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and probably never had to work a day in his life.

A small formation of hadedahs, four or five of them, flew past overhead, shrieking their wild death-cries across the valley.