This morning was simply horrendous: 2 whole hours to get to work. And it's less than 20 miles from my own front door. So that was 2 hours of clutching and braking and moving at an average of less than 10 miles per hour. My legs are still killing me now (almost literally).
But today wasn't about this morning. Today was about the glorious journey home from work this evening! Having made it through the day knowing that my car was just 6 miles from a quarter of a million it was with a certain sense of pride that I made my way to the car at the end of the day. And on my way home the milestone I did reach - down the road on motorway number 4. So I went home happy to have my dinner.
More reflections on what this milestone means coming up in the next few days (you didn't think that was it quite yet, did you?!)
[By the way if you're thinking the tone in which this post and the last few have been written is too serious, you're probably right!]
The location where I reached 250k: approaching junction 3 westbound on the M4 - magical!
And there's your evidence: please note I do not generally endorse taking photos whilst driving, especially not at 70mph - this was a one-off (or a two-off - see above pic!)
yeah what the hell driving at 70 taking photos you wally :P at least you are not like that guy who took a photo and the speedo was at 100 and so he got arrested LOL
ReplyDeleteI have to admit to having taken similar pics, and in fact a video of my old car doing over 100mph - but that was quite a significant achievement!! I'm posting this as annonymous, but you know who I am... the Scottish wife will vouch for me!!
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