Stop moaning!
Secondly, there are no diversion signs to follow righteously only to find they cease abruptly in the backstreets of Hereford.
Thirdly, no-one, however unfortunate, has ever collected a speeding ticket on a train!
Finally, you are unlikely to be held up by a flock of sheep cantering briskly towards you, shepherded by the mandatory black and white sheep dog and a Mazda pickup, occupying the total unmelted tarmac space.