Over on something called 'Facebook' - some kind of new fangled technowizzardry chin wagging technology, we have something called a 'Page'. On said page, we asked Mongol Rally Veterans all the way back to 2004 to recount their most absurd stories, times of ecstasy & moments of despair, breakdowns, tows, peoples, places... their Rally anecdotes.

The most 'Liked' responses are below, if you've got any more, let us know in the comments below.

Robbie Morgan kicks us off with a quite exceptional story, a true Tale of Adventure:

'Having accidentally forgotten to drink anything for the first half of Turkmenistan in 50C temperatures I got a bit ill, carried on until half way through Uzbekistan until my organs all failed. Spent a week in the Uzbek hospital system until stable enough to be flown home on a chartered medical flight with an Uzbek doctor on board to make sure I survived the flight. I then spent another week in a specialist hospital in the UK while my organs started working again, then the day I was released from the UK hospital I got straight on a flight to meet my team back in Kazakhstan, and saw my doctor catching his flight back to Uzbekistan at the same time as me in Heathrow airport!'

Barry Keenan comes a close second with a marvellously hallucinogenic tale:

'After stopping in Romania for a quick 'Pitstop' we spotted a very colourful frog. Using our camera, we lifted the frog onto the bonnet of the car for a better picture. We put the frog back and headed on. 20 minutes later my team mate who took the photos started to feel funny! Having dabbled in a few hallucinogens in his younger years things started to add up and it was a mad 100 mile drive to a hospital. We showed the doctor a photo of the frog, he laughed and applied a large injection in my team mate ass, and on we went with one very drowsy team mate.'

Timothy Surrey seems to have a problem in that when nature calls, it also calls a rifle wielding Kazakh:

'In Kazakhstan one night having a crap about 50m from our campsite man comes over with a rifle starts screaming at me put the rifle to my head continues to scream pushes me to the ground hands above head. Pulls me up hits me. Puts gun back to head continues screaming etc etc for about 5 minutes. Eventually my team mates come over find to me on my knees naked from the waste down with a gun to my head. Happy days.'

Matt Prior has a couple of favourites:

'Watching the guard on the Turkmen border throw himself through the scanning machine (airport baggage scanner type) more than once giggling away with his mate'

'After our Engine had completely gone in Iran, smoke everywhere we met a guy who was being very abusive regarding safety (he was in a van stacked with electrical goods to the height of a 2 storey building)... he then offered us tea, said follow me and ended up putting us up for 3 weeks on the Caspian Sea in a mansion, all expenses paid, tours of Iran to all sorts of places...'

'Ending up in the same cabin on a three day train journey back across Russia with a Russian Astronaut...'

'Meeting a sex tourist who was 40, on holiday with his parents...'

And finally, Mike Smith:

'A kazak policeman who pulled us over and when we didn't bribe him demanded to take our tricked out Jimny for a joyride around central Almaty with our fastest dance tracks on full volume blaring, funny stuff as we tore through checkpoints with Sergei waving at his buddies out the window while honking the horn, now that was a happy day!'

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