...has something of a different meaning for cars. Mine hit that mark coming home from school last Friday. I've only had it since 60k miles, but I'm still overjoyed that my 1995 Ford Contour has made it through to the 100k mark. I've been a mean owner, and it's treated me right, for the most part. Despite my abuse, it's still in pretty fine condition, with a few notable exceptions.. One of my side mirrors is cracked, the passenger sun visor's gone, and the paint job's suffering. Not yet (Yet..) ghetto-fabulous, but getting there. There is one hope!... with my improving mechanical skills, I can even do such insanely hard maintainance as:
Filling Gas while picking my nose
Refilling the windshield fluid
Changing oil
Changing ATF (actually kinda hard)
Changing lightbulbs
The entire thing's a bit embarrassing, really. I'm the biggest gadget nut I know, but I didn't learn to change my oil until last year. Something about cars makes them very difficult to work on; large parts that require manhandling and forcing, carcinogenic fluids, complicated tools, something.
Or maybe it's the idea of working on something that costs several thousand dollars and could well kill me.. (c'mon, you had to have seen the negative quip coming!)