Yet another one of those odd little milestones...
But first, yes, I know there hasn't been much to see here lately. If you've kept up with things over on Possumblog, you know I've transferred to a new job (same department, different group), which has left no time to play on the 'puter.
Except for the occasional post such as this, whereby I celebrate one of those offbeat sorts of things that make owning a homely lump of Swedish iron so special. Or something.
ANYway, the old man continues to chug along, and today passed a particularly spiffy milestone for any numerically-designated car. As a 240, he is particularly proud of having achieved 240,240 miles today!
Taa-daaaaah!
Except for the occasional post such as this, whereby I celebrate one of those offbeat sorts of things that make owning a homely lump of Swedish iron so special. Or something.
ANYway, the old man continues to chug along, and today passed a particularly spiffy milestone for any numerically-designated car. As a 240, he is particularly proud of having achieved 240,240 miles today!
Taa-daaaaah!