If you’ve been following us for the entirety of the road trip, you may have noticed someone moping about in the background of some shots. Someone who hasn’t received a proper thank you, but someone who deserves it very much. Our benefactor, our confidante, our trusty steed.
He was a champ all the way. He’s a GEEZER, but a fighter. An old fart, but a kick in the pants. A trooper, a role model, an inspiration.
Yes, folks. This one goes out to our 1993 Subaru Legacy, who carried us almost 4,000 miles weaving across the country.
We couldn’t have done it without you, pal. And we can’t wait for the next time. Here’s to another 237,368 miles. (That’s right. Almost a quarter of a MILLION miles.)
***Song of the moment: Here Comes the Sun Again, by M. Ward***