Radelaide drivers suck. Suddenly dropping from 110 to almost nothing? Rocking. Bogans wearing hoodies? Screwed up.
We're currently approaching Radelaide, through those pesky hills.
Road trip has been much fun. I can only imagine we have confused quite a few truckies an amateur radio operators with our constant radio banter.
Many interesting questions have been raised.
(make that two sudden stops in front of us on a steep decline)
My arse is sore.