Monday, November 29, 2004

50,000

That's right. 50,000 miles on the roadster.



Now, some of you might have a lot more miles. David does at least. But for me, it's more than my car (and more than my first new car).

Peg and I drove the roadster down to the Carolinas when I went to propose to her. Let me just tell you, smuggling ANYTHING in a car that small is hard when you have it packed for a week away. I'll always remember the trip down, and all the stops at Hardees. Georgetown with her friend... and the car was a part of it for me.

So anyway. 50,000. I'm sure she'll go a lot more (the car as well as Peg).

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