The title of this post is a condition in which you thing inanimate
objects have personalities and feelings ..... and you usually talk to them,
give them names, worry about them.....
Well, I talk to OT (pronounced Oh-dee) my Car, all the time.
And I am hating that he is at 50,000 miles... It's like he is
middle aged now and getting too old to be new....
He is named OT because he was paid for by an enormous
amount of OverTime!!! Worked very hard to earn him!
He really gets better gas mileage than that... Usually 24 to 28 mpg.
I just got gas before taking this picture and it takes a few hours of
driving for it to register.
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