Defense Against Gas Prices

I was out on the 'Met' again today. It's a 49cc Honda Metropolitan scooter. The bank teller at the Scottish Bank said I was 'styling and profiling!' I think she means I looked cool on the scooter. I continue to be amazed at how nice cars are to me. I went to South Park, Cotswald, picked up an iced latte at Starbucks and rode back home through Sherwood Forest. I never felt pushed or threatened.

Gas was low so on my journey I stopped to fill up the tank. It cost me $3.75 to fill it up.