I was watching a report on the TV during lunch today, where they were showing the behaviour of some drivers along a stretch of road within a day.
It was a speed camera operated by a person inside a clearly marked van, and they were noting down the people breaking the speed limit etc. They showed a few videos:
- One man was putting a jumper on while doing around 80mph in his car
- Another in a large estate car put his brakes on so hard after noticing the parked van that he crashed into the barrier and nearly caused an accident with three other cars. No doubt the car was a complete write off, and I bet he was still fined after being caught by the speed camera in the van.
- Another car also brakes from doing 126mph down to around 100mph.

It got me thinking while I was driving back from a few errands how in actuality, car manufacturers and such don’t do much to stamp down on speeding. My Corsa which grumbles at me when I do 70mph, apparently can do up to 140mph. … Since when does a car need to go that fast? By law, you can’t do more than 70mph on the motorway…. so why have cars that can do twice that speed? What is the point?
With all the technological advances within the past decade, why not invent some sort of device that limits the speed someone can do on a certain road? We have GPS, people can figure out which road you’re on if you’ve broken down, so why not use it so tell a car not to go above a certain speed limit? All new cars could be fitted with something, and despite criminals probably removing such devices, it might actually help. With all the new technology these days, the government etc aren’t doing nearly as much as they could be doing in order to stop people speeding so much.

Read that and peek into the dirty minds of my friends

Mike Oxmall ended up being the name of our team at the pub quiz today… WHERE WE WON! We won nothing, no prize… but that’s the first time any of us have won it, so we were pretty jubilant.
The questions weren’t that easy either. History was a big chunk, and one of them took history at A Level.

The team that came second got 2 points lower than us… a lot of the teams got under 20, and we got 29.
There was a big hoo-hah about one of them. A question in the science section was the letters in the periodic table for Sodium. The idiot who did the quiz put down ‘N’… which is Nitrogen. They kept saying “Well it says N on the sheet…” so when they got all the marked sheets in they looked it up, and then added the extra points to those who were correct. I had gone to the loo during that question, and the guys had put down ‘So’… Pfft. But we got it right in the end ^_^

Did you know the mollusk can direct itself via magnetism? I didn’t.

They do a raffle there during the picture round where the prizes are always various meats from a local farm. The top prize being a large beef joint. I actually won something today! I had a choice between burgers, meatballs, sausages or two lamb chops. I took the chops

I had sooo much fun ^__^
The following was rather amusing (to us)

Tom: “You have no job”
Me: “Well..your sideburns are ginger”
Tom: “I earn money”
Me:”Well I have breasts!!”
Mike: “Yeah, so does Tom”

XD Poor Tom. Apparently I was being horrible to him all night. How is reaching across the table and poking him in the tummy being horrible eh? We were talking about training him up for next years marathon! Poor Tom with his doughy tummy and bewbs.