Its the art of buying cars, otherwise disregarded from society for whatever reason, and caning the arse off them usually with comic results.

It was started in 1998 when I bought a Mini which was about 20 different colours, scraped it through an MOT and abused it for the best part of a year, my mates had so much fun we christened ourselves Shedspeed with the optimistic idea we would sound like some sort of racing team, and bought many more shite old cars. How my parents laughed as they stacked up on the driveway...