No, not dollars, cards or hits to the site. But miles.
Tomorrow morning around 4:30am I'm hitting the road to Atlanta to take a friend to the airport for a 7:45am flight. No big deal, but I looked down this morning and saw this:
My beloved 2006 Subaru Impreza is about to 50,000 miles. I don't know if I should be a proud papa, or upset about it. Imprezas have been known to run for more than 200,000 miles, so I'm not concerned at all... but it's a bit of a milestone.
Several years ago I was driving along and just happened to look down and my '97 Ford Thunderbird was just rolling to 100,001 and I was upset that I missed that milestone.
I'm hoping I can make this trip on one tank of gas.
Unfortunately, I won't be in Atlanta long enough to do anything tomorrow, and the Braves aren't playing, so there's no point in hanging around.
EDIT: That's strange. My Hella Supertones didn't show up at all in that picture.... I looked back at it and thought "something's missing." I immediately ran out to the car to make sure someone hadn't managed to steal them...
Here's a really bad, old picture of what the front of my car really looks like...
I'm still here... again
7 years ago