Does anyone else get excited when this happens?
I have no idea why this is always such a big deal to me. Is it only the rarity of the situation? Does it validate some subconscious drive in me? Maybe I really DO like math?
Whatever the reason, I surprise even myself with my fascination over unique odometer readings. I will slow down, pull over, or cheer delightedly when the numbers resemble anything close to a meaningful hand of cards. (Flushes are my favorite.)
Maybe this is a throwback from my childhood, where we took many roadtrips. Maybe my parents made a big deal out of rare odometer patterns.
Maybe I’m just a nerd.
A nerd who spends a lot of time in her vehicle.
A nerd who spends a lot of time in her vehicle because she lives in the most gigantic state on the face of the planet (Alaska does not count).