Still, it's got only 85,000 miles on it -- mostly a 16-mile round trip to and from my home and an office tower. As I say of this artifact of my former life: "From covered parking to covered parking."
Lately, though -- much to the delight of The Jag -- I've been burnin' up the road to:
-- The airport.
-- Florida.
-- And states 'round!
It's an old friend now, and freshly detailed, it still looks great.