I'd love to tell you how many miles I have on my car, but the odometer died four years ago. (I guess 90,000 miles is all it was interested in recording.)
That's okay. It really isn't important. What is important is that this is the car that got me through college, that saw me into married life, and that now hauls my family around town. It's never left me stranded; it's never stuck me with a large repair bill. It's just been a good, reliable car.
My brothers-in-law used to make wagers about when we'd replace it. They thought the birth of our first child would do it. Nope. They thought the birth of our second child would do it. Nope again. When you have a good thing, you don't mess with it. This car is paid for, and it serves our needs.
Do you drive a high-mileage vehicle? How many miles have you racked up?