Nah... I can't toss my ATs while they are still good for another 15k+ miles. I don't make enough to do that. :p

From this point on, I can't see any of you w/o seeing that red, little invisible evil guy sitting on your shoulder and telling you what to do/say... How in the world did you all let the evil guy control yourself and say the same thing to me all at the same time?