I found myself thinking about Irv Gordon yesterday.
If you’re not familiar with the name, you will be shortly. I thought of him as I drove my aging 2004 Jaguar X-Type through the pothole-ridden streets of my city. My car has 111,000 miles on it, along with all kinds of suspension/steering clunks and a frustrating occasional loss of power due to a vacuum line problem. On most days, the car purrs like the day she was new, but the old cat has recently shown signs of distress.
Its mileage isn’t terrible for a 10-year-old car, but I don’t know what kind of repairs lie in her immediate future or how much longer we will have together.
That was my train of thought when Irv popped into my head.
Irv Gordon owns a 1966 Volvo P1800 and, when we last heard from him, he was 30,000 miles short of hitting the 3 million mark. That was in July of last year, and yesterday I found myself wondering if the old Volvo had hit the milestone yet.
I glanced at my odometer again and almost chuckled. From Irv’s perspective, my car has barely been broken in. It’s just a tenth of the way to it’s first million, which Irv has driven three times already. My car has barely taken its first step, while Irv’s has run three marathons.
Three million miles on a car is obviously an extreme situation, as most modern cars will be lucky to hit 200,000 miles. There was an article at MSN recently that listed some candidates for hitting 300,000 miles, but that was your predicable list of Honda and Toyota vehicles. Who in 1966 would have predicted a little Volvo could drive to the moon and back a half-dozen times? Incredible.
Thinking of Irv and his Volvo put some perspective on the mileage of my car. I decided I should spend less time complaining about its clunks and and more time looking for ways to solve them. If I want to go even 200,000 miles, now is the time to find out what’s wrong and fix it!
What’s the highest mileage you’ve achieved in a car?