Litres, that is. Twenty litres of petrol. For 30 bucks.
I winced last night, Internet, as I decided to half fill my 40L tank at 165c p/litre (it's a fancy-pants prissy car that hazz to run on premium, if you don't mind). There is NO way I'm giving The Man any more if he's going to charge me that much. Mind you, I may just be screwed if it turns out prices stay that high for longer than it takes me to go through that half tank.
Thanking the heavens once again for our wise decision to move homes when we did and because of its good locatoin, now don't necessarily need my car - certainly not every day, anyway.
But still...
Yee-ouch.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
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