While he’s away, I’ve been driving Himself’s new car.
I have two main reasons for this:
a) it has fuel in it
b) it has a fascinating on board computer
This computer reports all manner of things that I’ve never known before:
Average speed
28.8 – mind you it was 28.5 on Wednesday so I have improved things, still a bit low, I feel, for a person such as myself who has points (if not prizes) for speeding.
Average fuel consumption
43.5 - my car can’t do that on a good day, down hill, with the wind behind it.
How many miles until you need to refill
228 – at one point it was going up (polishes halo) must be my careful driving.
How many mpg I’m doing at the time.
Anything from 3 to 55! This is the one that bugs me. I can’t keep my eyes off the damn thing. If I’m very careful I can keep it mostly over 50 mpg but that takes all the fun out of driving. Plus of course I’m going to have to explain how I managed to drive into a hedge because I wasn’t looking where I was going. I don’t feel that explaining it was a eco friendly, money saving attempt at driving more efficiently will entirely excuse what I’ve done to his new car, (pride and joy, love of his life), even though, on this rare occasion, it is the truth(ish).
