Fuel crisis? What fuel crisis. I’m driving around in a car that does 50pmg.
Well, it said 50 on the gauge when I bought it from the nice City worker from New Zealand, and he was driving it up and down the vertiginous slopes of Forest Hill.
Within days of me owning it, and driving it up and down the distinctly flat A3, it was averaging 46.
Disagree with half of it, enjoy reading all of it
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