I know the feeling – my car is now 12 years old, a 1999 Audi A4 Quattro that is starting to feel its age, especially in the suspension. The rest of the car is great though, the interior still looks only a couple of years old, the body is perfect except for some side mouldings that are falling off (but who cares at this point), the motor runs great, still has the original (stainless steel) exhaust, even the climate control and electric window and power seat motors all still work fine (knock wood).
Bought it used in 2005 with just under 40k miles, and have only put another 45k on it over those six years. Best quality car I’ve ever owned, end of discussion. Which is probably why I still have it, and even today, would still pay to fix the suspension, if it wasn’t going to cost me at least half of what the car is worth at this point. Or, who knows, maybe I’ll go ahead and do that anyway and dig in for another 2-3 years. But my kids aren’t young any more, and that back seat is starting to get a little cramped . . .
I used to like looking for new cars, and now it just feels like a chore. I think, deep down, I’m probably afraid of not liking my next car nearly as much as I like this one. Because, of course … breaking up is hard to do-ooo