Remember when you were a kid and you'd be riding along in the back seat of the car, happily playing with your Etch A Sketch/Barbie/Transformers/ MadLibs/GameBoy (trying to be inclusive here), when your mom or dad would suddenly say, "Hey! Child of mine, look at this!" And you'd lean over his or her shoulder (did anyone ever wear seat belts in the back seat in the old days?) feeling almost overcome with anticipation as the odometer sloowwly clicked over to something excruciatingly exciting like 50000 or 12345. This is all to lead up to my thrilling news that yesterday morning, my mileage hit 1234 for the year.