I had to pull over to get this shot. It's not as impressive as 199,999 is going to be, but it's a start. Of course, I had to shove aside the badger who lives in the instrument cluster.

Five minutes later, I get pulled over by the cops in front of my own house. I know it was a revenue-generation stop, because her first question was, "where's the license plate on the front of your car?" but the ticket was for expired inspection. They're awfully dependent on picking citizen pockets, those brave gender-nonspecifics in blue.