Thank you, Todd.

Dear Todd,

It seems like just yesterday I was rolling you out of the lot. A toddler in the car world, you were just broken in, but quite far from broken. Many miles under your belt, you still rode smooth and confident through seas of inferior autos. You gleamed in the sun; you gleamed without the sun. You were my first certified pre-owned companion to the highway.

You carried me through the mid west, twice.
You took me over the Rockies, and into the deserts of Moab.
You have served as a bed, a storage unit, a dog crate and a waiting room.
You've seen snow, wind, rain, and Mass drivers. And you've never failed me.

Today, as you rotated your wheels over your 150,000th mile of earth, I thought about how lucky I was to have found you, Todd. Our journey has been long and expansive, and it has been a great success.

Keep up the good work, my big little Subie. Thank you for all that you do.

Regards,
Your humble driver.