Mpg has now dropped to 26.1. My ears are bleeding and some scientists from the LHC are now rubbing their chins wondering why the bothered to build their heeeooge doughnut thing. Nothing - but nothing - is faster than the missus when she's going for a Pinot.
I think we have actually gone back in time as the clock in the Datsun is stating it's actually half an hour before we left. I am Marty McFly...