My car has a gauge on the dashboard that is a timer and an odometer. Ever since losing the backroad route to work I have been in the habit of zeroing it as I start a drive to or from work.
This morning the 43ish mile drive took 52 minutes. That’s fantastic. I never get in that fast in morning. It was beautiful.
This evening I did not go home. I went to my parent’s house. That shortens my drive by about 10 miles or so. The drive took two hours. At one point I looked at the gauge and saw that I was exactly one hour into the drive. I had gone nine miles. Do the math, kiddies.
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