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Maybe count on somebody where you are going to help you slow down? They will see you coming a hundred thousand years ahead of time. They might decide it is safer to just park a planet in your way, though.

So for, what, two million years or five, the front of your spaceship is blasted with near-lightspeed intergalactic-medium molecules, plus trillions of dust particles and an unknown number of rocks.

"Erosion" is not an adequate word, but we don't have any that is.