I sincerely apologize for bringing you this news so late. The freedom loving people of the world have united in damn near overwhelming anticipation; so without further ado, here’s the news. On Friday evening at approximately 6:21 p.m. EST there was a McDonald’s cheeseburger in my hand as I gingerly eased the coupe past 600 miles. What does a McDonald’s cheeseburger have to do with this blessed event? What else can you eat while driving a car with a manual transmission?

Now chew on this… it was a few too many burgers that caused me to put so few miles on my car. Burger + sedentary lifestyle = a lecture from your primary care physician and a lot more use out of my bicycle.

This is just the kind of hidden message that could mean something really important. Let me know if you figure it out because I have no idea what it may be.