Paul says

"It was the Christmas party at my college in Leeds, and I had driven in and decided I'd leave my car in town, get the night bus home and pick up the car in the morning.

We started drinking at about 4 in the afternoon and ended up clubbing till about 2.30 in the morning. I stopped drinking about midnight and switched to water because I was feeling a bit rough.

On the walk to the bus stop we passed my car - it was the only one on the street and I thought - "Shouldn't really leave it all night in the middle of Leeds" and persuaded four of my mates that I was sober (because I'd been drinking water all night hadn't I?) and we got in and set off.

It all went okay for a while and I dropped my first mate off okay, but soon I couldn't concentrate and it was hard to even stay awake!"

I remember going round a corner and going up hard on the kerb and everyone in the back suddenly stopped laughing and joking and telling me how pissed I was. I still reckoned I was okay and managed to convince them I was just tired. We drove another couple of miles to the next mate's house and got pulled over. just before the turn into his cul-de-sac.

They all went nuts in the back and reckoned I was screwed, but when the copper walked up and and I wound the window down, they said they were just looking for someone. I couldn't believe they didn't breathalyse me.

I still remember the the seriousness of the situation in my mind as I looked in the rear view mirror, saw my mates horrified faces, the blue flashing lights, and the police officer walking towards me."