It’s affecting me – my snail home.
After circumnavigating first the Coromandel then East Cape, 80kms an hour feels like a panic attack for both of us. We’ve taking to tootling happily along in the 50km speed bracket. We risk becoming a traffic hazard – we may never be able to face a motorway again.
Snail is happy – diesel engine chugging sweetly along. I’m becoming addicted to life in the slow lane.