The family car reached 240,000 miles on the way to Chick-fil-A today. Too bad it won’t pass the California smog test next year; otherwise I think it could last another 100,000 miles. It’s a Toyota Avalon, model year 2000. Think of it as a Toyota Camry, but with a bit more space to stretch. (And worthy of a spot with the 1990s – early 2000s Honda Accord and Civic — all legendary immigrant-family-friendly sedans. They were affordable, practical, and reliable, and I saw them everywhere in the Bay Area as a child). It’s 2017 and I still see them on the road.
Dad said thank you to the car and started patting the dashboard as if it were a dog.
I wonder what my odometer would say if I had one. I’m running more often nowadays.