Fed up with picking up silly fines for work put me on work to rule
So my trip to Sheffield yesterday was driven at the speed limit. I thought with less than half a tank when I set out I was going to have to fill up. But it made it there and back on quarter of a tank, if the gauge is to be believed. It will need filling up before Colindale tomorrow though, as it had a special treat on the way back from work today... ...a proper spanking.
I tend to drive quite sedately on that section of the M1 *, maybe not so much when I peel off onto the A42 on the return journey.
* Oh hang on, the reason for this is because it's yet another roadwork infested, managed (ha ha ha ha yeh right) motorway which has the speed limit set at 40 or 50 MPH for the whole bloody journey...