"Damn it" I meant to put my camera in my purse.
The mileage was close. I might make it home to take a picture.
I watched it every step of the way.
If push came to shove I would use my phone.
One of the kids would know how to make that work.
But I wanted to land in my driveway at 100,000 miles.
The gods smiled and life was good.
I had 1/10 of a mile leway.
I did it.