200 mph dashcam. Worksop to Towcester and back. скачать в хорошем качестве

200 mph dashcam. Worksop to Towcester and back.

Travelling from Worksop to Towcester and back again. It's not very precise, but that's about 100 miles each way. Compressed down to about an hour... that makes 200 miles in an hour. The plan had been to head down to Milton Keynes the day before, to attend my Dad's funeral, (condolences not necessary or wanted.... it's complicated), spend the night in nearby Towcester, and then meet my sister the next day. Due to circumstances beyond my control, I was unable to get to Milton Kenes on the day, but decided I was still going to meet my sister, even though I'd missed the funeral. Normally I'd travel down the M1 motorway all the way to Northampton, and then go along the A508 through Roade to Old Stratford. I've come to dislike that route though, as the roundabout on the junction 15 exit is a nightmare. This time, I got off significantly earlier, at Junction 18, which allowed me to pick up the A5 (a road I have a significant sentimental attachment to... yeah, how odd to be attached to a road) south of Weedon and Pattishall. (These are also places I have a sentimental attachment to). So I got to Towcester early and had a walk around all the places I remember from when I was a kid. I lived there till November '77, and though I consider myself as coming from Milton Keynes, this town is probably the place I most belong. If my Dad has a ghost, this is where it lives. Much has changed around the town, but much is the same. There was no point where I didn't know exactly where I was, and no point where I couldn't look at a bunch of buildings, (or lack of them) and see them exacly as they'd been in '77. Going back to Deanshanger (where my family moved to when we left Towcester) feels like going back to the scene of a crime. Going back to Towcester feels like walking around a half remembered dream. It's a very odd sensation. So, I spent 5 hours driving to spend an hour and a half with my sister and for a walk around a town filled with family ghosts. I have to say, it was worth every moment. And Doh! That'll teach me not to watch the whole thing through before rendering and uploading. There's a repeated segment on the return journey between around 15:30 - 15:36 on the dashcam clock. Oh well.