Today on the way to work my car’s miles rolled over to the big 100,000 mile mark. To me this is normally when a car’s performance seems to take a turn for the worse and it’s just a matter of time until you’re forced to get another one. Although my car is running wonderfully well, there have been a few problems with the electrical system that have driven me nuts. I think to celebrate this wonderful time in my car’s life, and so it doesn’t develop a complex about getting old, I should buy it an over the hill cake. Of course I’ll have to eat the cake for my car, but I’ll make sure I mention how great the cake was while in its presence.
I think my car might like a carrot cake the best.
