Well, the TT Turbo booted it as hard as he could and when I shovelled him out of the way, he was pretty annoyed. He tried again later just to make sure that I could p*ss all over him and then, satisfied that his effete pseudo-Golf was a lump of lard, he left it.
The Fiat Cinquecento "Sport" was a blue one with twin white racing stripes who tried to run round the outside of me on a roundabout. He simply had his doors blown off at full throttle. I think my new anniversary stripes helped to educate him as to the difference between the two.