Where is this massively bucolic "countryside" of which you speak?
Around us, the countryside roads feature:
Copious levels of cack, a potion containing a mix of mud and assorted animal effluents.
More potholes than a good Swiss cheese
Drivers who are either catatonic behind the wheel at 20mph under whatever the speed limit is at any given point, or suicidal tractor jockeys - Git ooooorrrrfff moy roooaaaddd!!!
A mysterious blanket imposition almost overnight of a 50mph speed limit and cameras.
As a result, I have added massively agriculturally treaded tyres to my daily, the 968 is going shortly, and I am not sure that it is worth holding on to the 993 either.
Around us, the countryside roads feature:
Copious levels of cack, a potion containing a mix of mud and assorted animal effluents.
More potholes than a good Swiss cheese
Drivers who are either catatonic behind the wheel at 20mph under whatever the speed limit is at any given point, or suicidal tractor jockeys - Git ooooorrrrfff moy roooaaaddd!!!
A mysterious blanket imposition almost overnight of a 50mph speed limit and cameras.
As a result, I have added massively agriculturally treaded tyres to my daily, the 968 is going shortly, and I am not sure that it is worth holding on to the 993 either.