No More Car

With the license plates taken off, and the title signed and sent away, only fond memories remain:

- being taught by Eric how to start the car on the uphill
- getting pulled over for excessive/inappropriate "blinking"
- driving my grandfather around Seattle
- listening to U2's "Achtung Baby" for months while driving South on I-495
- listening to Dave Matthews' "Two Step" while driving in snowy Walla Walla
- driving across the country, watching the car "turn" 100,000 miles near Chicago

Perhaps less than interesting numbers:
When I first set foot into my car, it was exactly 43,000 miles. Last time I saw it, the car was 107,877 miles.