Eh, do you know your own number plate?
Most of us started as youngsters on those long and dreary drives to our holiday destination. Our generation didn't have computers mounted on the back of the front seat or a Nintendo in our clutches.
If it is true, I don't know, but I have heard stories of parents having panic attacks when their offspring's smartphone is broken or lost on the eve of a long car trip...?
No, our entertainment was maybe a book ( not for everyone because of carsickness ), Barbie or Ken, a pack of cards or the most priceless toy of all-our own imagination.
Looking for triples ( 000 / 111 / 222 ....) on the number plates was the best game in town. Even better if you could compete with a pesky and in some cases ' know-it-all ' sibling. Each one had his own window to check the passing cars.
Fast forward a few decades, and I have to admit that I still look at number plates of passing cars. In fact Bob and I play this game most of the time. Shouts of: " Did you see the lucky 888 just now? " are very common with us.
Getting to the ' 999 ' in sequence takes a bit of time with us. Remember we live in a small place and most number plates only sport 2-3 numbers.
During the summer months when our village abounds with out-of-town'ers, it goes much faster. Or driving to Denmark last year. Gosh, there we completed 3 or 4 games in one trip.
I just remembered that before we could read, we counted the different colours. Whoever spotted 10 red cars first, was the winner. Oh, what fun we used to have....