Hey, for some of us, knowing exactly what speed to maintain on a congested roadway in order to never touch the brakes and break the “waves” of stop-and-go for everyone behind us is also “having fun”. Doubly so when the Karen behind you completely loses their shit and starts raging, even though your driving style is actually helping them out. Let’s just hope they’re not strapped…
Breaking the waves is how I get 45-50 mpg on commutes in my 2012 Civic. And that’s with the air conditioning turned on. If I maintain a fairly steady 50-60 miles an hour, I will easily go 400+ miles on a tank.
Hey, for some of us, knowing exactly what speed to maintain on a congested roadway in order to never touch the brakes and break the “waves” of stop-and-go for everyone behind us is also “having fun”. Doubly so when the Karen behind you completely loses their shit and starts raging, even though your driving style is actually helping them out. Let’s just hope they’re not strapped…
Breaking the waves is how I get 45-50 mpg on commutes in my 2012 Civic. And that’s with the air conditioning turned on. If I maintain a fairly steady 50-60 miles an hour, I will easily go 400+ miles on a tank.
This is so me, find the right gear and feather the clutch, never touch the brakes.
Y’all have such wild imaginations.
I’m describing a regular occurrence, but go off. “Fun” is what you make of it, was the point.
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