That flying cat is so wrong that its right.
Dropped my +4 off at Techniques today, was 36 degrees when I left home, was following the Mrs but lost her so was making progress trying to catch her, I can confirm that at high speed it was akin to sitting in front of a hot air paint stripper, exacerbated by the fact that I was going to fast to keep a hat on.
She arrived 5 minutes after I did, apparently I had overtaken her somewhere & she couldn't keep up.
Am going to miss the car this evening, would have been perfect for a midnight run over the Chilterns to cool down.
