Bags are packed and accessorized with the snazzy luggage tags BMW sent us. We’re ready to go.
I wanted to drive the Mustang to 200,000 miles. It was a matter of pride in care and maintenance. Other than the usual parking lot type of dings in the body you’d have a hard time telling it apart from when I purchased it. It still looks and runs about as good as it did on day one. The biggest ding came the day I took the training wheels off of the boy’s bikes. I was in the garage when Hunter came riding across the driveway and plowed into the car.&nbsp; Bam! Camden came up right behind him and says, “dude, it’s a good think the car was there, you could have fallen over. It’s sitting at just over 192,000 right now so it’s going to make it to 200k. However, it will be the new owner who gets to see the zeros roll over. It’s finally time for me to get a new car!
We’re going to miss these guys a ton!