Today, imnofox visited his constituency of Central Scotland, stopping by a school yard with his trusty bicycle.

Despite the rain, his two campaign aides set up a wooden ramp, leaning against two old bricks. /u/imnofox begain furiously pedalling from the opposite end of the concrete court, racing through the rain, garnering great speed. He zoomed up the ramp, landing on a bed of roses, crushing the English flower beneath his tyres.

While he aides fixed up the ramp, /u/imnofox announced to the growing crowd: "What you have witnessed represents the huge velocity of an independent Scotland, driven by a strong Scottish National Party government. These roses here, well, they can represent England or the Scottish Labour Party- up to you."

His aides dragged over some oak, laying that just beneath the ramp, before dousing it in oil and setting it alight. /u/imnofox repositioned himself and his bicycle, before racing towards the ramp, jumping up and through the flames of the burning oak, landing again on a bed of singed roses.

"I think I'm making my point clear. Vote SNP this election." finished /u/imnofox, as he turned around on his bicycle, and his aides dragged over a caged lion and another tin of oil.