Noah was on his own rebounding tonight, and did yeoman’s work (to be honest, I have no idea if that’s the correct spelling of “yeoman” or even what it actually means, but I’m pretty sure that’s the right context). He was excellent, and we cruised through 1,120 in about two hours — and that included a bathroom break. So the pace is even a little better than we would have hoped for at the beginning. Funny how easy this game is when nobody’s guarding you.
So … 4,357 down, 995,643 to go. Piece of cake.
I suppose we’ll be crossing that first little milestone tomorrow when we sail past the 5,000 mark … sometime around 8:30 a.m., I would guess.