Ever think about what you might be doing when your trusty ole VX crosses the magical 100,000 mile barrier?

Maybe you'll be bouncing across a desert wasteland, delivering medicine to a an out-of-the-way village that only a helicopter and your VX can reach.

Or maybe you'll be blasting through a snowbank during a snowstorm that's scared every other vehicle off the road.

Or maybe, just maybe, you'll be racing along a winding dirt road as a volcano erupts right over your head and the VX is just about your only prayer of survival.

Me? I was driving through East Orange, New Jersey tonight on my way to go pick up some newly trans-fat free Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Yeah, I live the life.