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Summary: UK siblings get a visitor from America. Chaos ensues.
Our cousin from America was visiting us here in the UK for the holidays. Unfortunately, as we drove through London on a quest to find Baker Street (Alfred had insisted it was either that or go search for a certain blue police box), Alfred had driven, resulting in me, Allistor, Dylan, and Arthur getting the crap scared out of us as he drove on the right side of the road, occasionally swerving to avoid cars and busses, which honked angrily at us as Arthur scolded Alfred for once again driving on the wrong side. Allistor looked genuinely irritated, and poor Dylan looked like he was halfway between being sick and fainting. Both of them were in the back with me, on either side squishing me in the middle. Eventually we were pulled over, and after explaining to the cop why we were 'being reckless', we were let off with a warning and Arthur took the driver's seat. The rest of the ride was in awkward silence.