I always enjoy the first couple miles after a fill-up at the last station on the way home. On the drive into the valley the mileage meter happily gives me some crazy number. Today's was 56.7 mpg.
All that joy is lost by the time the little sport ute climbs out of the valley and stops at home. By the end of the tank, it is always somewhere back near 30, but for those few fleeting moments, I have fuel economy nirvana.
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