Three weeks, 6500 miles. Nearly identical to the last one. Most memorable was a drive one afternoon from Tampa to Tallahassee. Dude in a new Jetta blew past, radar detector conspicuously perched atop the dash. I had my rabbit and gave chase. We ran together for close to two hundred miles at speeds that rarely dipped below 90 mph and occasionally approached the century mark. And I thought: Say what you will about minivans, this one is carrying four people and a considerable amount of crap in complete comfort and safety at great speed with absolutely zero drama. Before Jetta dude headed east at I-10 we'd knocked an hour off what should've been a five-hour drive. And it had satellite radio. Sweet.
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