Happy Birthday, Lisa!

I have a birthday drabble:

Race
“What the everloving hell?”
Clockwork looked up from his current attempt to fix the coffeemaker. “What is it, Vic?”
Vic waved him over to the window. “You gotta come see this for yourself.”
Puzzled, Doc finished up his work and joined her at the window. Victoria pointed to the stretch of street outside the Inkwell. “Now watch.”
“For what?”
“You’ll see.”
There was a brief moment of quiet. Then, suddenly, a familiar DeLorean streaked by, horn honking. Following closely was a bright blue police call box, bouncing along in an effort to keep up. The pair watched the two vehicles as they raced down to the end of the street. Vic turned to Doc with a distinct “WTF?” expression. “What in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton do you make of that one?”
Doc stared after the two for a moment. Then, slowly, he said, “When Dee asked me if she could have a friend over for a race, this isn’t at all what I thought she meant.”

I've had this idea ever since I saw that icon of yours that shows the TARDIS apparently bouncing along the road with the text, "Does my insurance cover acts of TARDIS?" (seen here) I think it's probably Ten piloting here -- either that or the TARDIS decided to have some fun on her own. :D

I hope you had a very happy birthday (apart from "the curse" -- talk about bad timing, huh? *patpat*)