Fossil fuel replenishment.
Did quite a bit of driving this weekend.
And of course the V8 sound is so bloody sweet in this truck and consequently tends to make you want to drive it, accelerate it and just have the windows down. So you use more gas as your grin gets bigger.
I also try to gas up as different stations every time, its become a bit of a thing for me, even if I just dribble in 10-15 litres at a time.
So today I popped over to Mate Martins place as I have not been there for a while, and he has been restoring two houses simultaneously after which I hit the motorway for a bit, then made my way back to Rochester.
Life’s a Gas Gas Gas....
Takes up some space even though these are modern, large parking bays.
Front view is wide, over 6 foot in fact.