In 2003, the car before the Malibu blew transmission in the middle of nowhere (Kansas-Oklahoma border area) and got me stranded. I was on my way to that year's OK/KS swing dance contest in Wichita, KS. Fortunately someone in the swing dance club picked me up on his way to the event.
I rented a car for a week, and searched a car. There came the Malibu. It was used but still new.
The car had been my main ride since then. It went everywhere, with surprisingly low maintenance and few breakdowns.
Only with regular oil change (4-5k) and occasional tire or headlights bulb replacements, the car just kept going. There were acceptable repairs every now and then for water pump, engine gasket, flat tire, timing belt, misfire, A/C gas, etc. etc. Nothing to lose mind about. No major accident, either.
However, with the car gradually piling up small inconveniences and cosmetic issues, I decided to let it go on the anniversary. I am taking on new projects in my work. I feel like something new is due for my life.
You can connect memories for your own life time with someone you spent time with, where you lived, or something you owned. Homes, friends, girlfriends, pets, cars, ...they can be a personal reminder to define your past era. And this car will be marking my 2003-2017.
Many thanks for the long years of service.
[Chevy malibu 2002: 11/15/2003-11/15/2017: 233096 miles]
Since the long-lasting Chevy restored my trust on American car, I got a Cadillac CTS this time. It's supposed to be an upgrade. Let's see where the new ride takes me to.
