I secretly pray that somewhere in the hierarchy of Time Lord society, their most gifted engineer is a squat, fat man in greasy overalls called Reg.And his TARDIS' chameleon circuit defaults to a rust-spattered Austin A7 with a chipped windscreen and a sign on the back saying NO TOOLS LEFT INSIDE OVERNIGHT SO PISS OFF YOU SLAAAAAAAGS.
And I do not know why.
I'm scared.
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"Yeah, I'm definitely going to hell/But I'll have all the best stories to tell" -- Frank Turner, The Ballad of Me and My Friends