It must be a guy thing. I get attached to my vehicles and drive them til they die. My latest, the one I have been driving the past, almost, 10 years is a Jeep Cherokee Sport.
She (most guys refer to their vehicles as females) had to go in for repairs this past week. The bill was just over $926.00. Ouch! I have 141,000 miles on this vehicle, I should easily be able to get upwards of 300,000 on it so the way I figure it she is just shy of being at 50% of her life so the cost, I feel, is worth it.
Last year it was the water pump. The year before that the AC compressor. The year before that is was the ball joints and front bearings and U-joints. Ka-ching, ka-ching, ka-ching! But she's worth it!
She is now adorned with all sorts of bumper stickers on her back end ... It give hers character and each of them defines me and my passions just a little .... Ok...Maybe more than a little. My wife ain't too keen on it being all decorated the way it is. I know I should care about that, but I don't. I'm such a rebel!
I love my Jeep. Then again, I have loved all the cars I have owned in my lifetime. I guess I just weird that way. But I see this as a good thing.
