What is the ritualized celebration for this momentous event?  Gotta be some
way of acknowledging that the distance is more than 8 times the
circumference of the earth.  What a great trip that would have been.
Anyway.  Thoughts?
a.)  change the oil during the light of the next full moon?
b.) new set of wiper blades that don't "moo" across the windscreen?
c.) ignore it since miles ain't metric anyway?
d.) an offering a virgin to the gods of rust?
e.) do a little dance on the hood (what hood?)?

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-Ryan in Half Moon Bay

"In my journey to the end of night, I must rely not only on dialectical
paths of reason. I must have a good solid automobile, one that eschews the
futile trappings of worldly ennui and asks only for basic maintenance. My VW
bus offers me this elemental solace, and as interior parts fall off I am
struck by the realization of their pointlessness. I might not know if the
window is up or down. It is of no consequence."   JP Sartre, kinda