Fun in high school carparks

I think I may have mentioned a while back that I have a "job" scoring high school debates - if two hours of work every second or third week can really count as employment - and I did this again tonight for the first time in a number of weeks. The school where the debates were to be held was nowhere near any public transport option so I had to resort to driving. For some context, I only have a car because my parents gave me their old one, and I never use it except to drive to visit them. I certainly avoid driving it in the city at all costs, mainly because public transport is so much cheaper and far less stressful. 

The vehicle isn't exactly roadworthy, missing, among other things, a left side mirror, a working second gear, a way to wind up the back windows, a functional handbrake, and a full complement of indicator lights. Luckily none of that matters since it has a CD player and two working if hissy speakers with which to play my terrible terrible music.