My little car reached a milestone last week. And don't you worry that I pulled onto a side street to take a picture.
(Not quite as impressive as the roughly 270,000 miles that John's car has on it, but how do you even begin to compete with such a mighty beast?)
It's taken me to so many places...Vegas two or three times, Logan a zillion times, family and friends' houses, to the job I've been lucky to have for the past five years, and to the bishopric member's house where I met my Johnny for the first time. Thanks for six great years and 100,000-freaking miles, Lancer!
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I notice that that the gas gauge is conveniently hidden from view. Is that so Dad can't see that the fuel light is on? :)
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