The grey saloon was seen speeding down Sheffield Road, racing past Garside Rovers Football Ground. It careered from side to side to overtake traffic and swerved to avoid oncoming cars and buses as the car raced down the road, frequently on the wrong side, prompting blaring horns and much swearing, shouting and angry raised fists.
,Just as the car reached Bradley’s Brewery, close to where Rosie, precious bag of shopping clutched tightly in her hand, waited to cross the road, a Foden brewery delivery lorry, laden with casks of best bitter, pulled out from the brewery yard on Brewery Lane and out onto Sheffield Road.
The grey saloon swerved past an old pre-war Morris Bullnose and was too far over on the wrong side of the road as the brewery lorry turned into the street. The driver of the ge
