108,000 miles is high mileage to you??? Hahaha. And hate to break it to you, but every early 2000's car had a cheap flimsy interior to include Mercedes and Honda.

What’s funny is that the Range Rovers of the time were just as horrible on gas and yet they didn’t get nearly as much criticism as the H2 did. My 2004 Range Rover averaged about 12-13mpg, no matter how gently I drove it. And that’s with a freshly rebuilt engine, a good transmission, new filters, new spark plugs, and…

This reminds me, have we collectively forgotten this was a thing?

this right here. satellite radio (or equivalent so you’re not fiddling with the radio all the time), and just yourself and your thoughts. it’s truly rare you get that much time to be alone without really anything to do (other than, ya know, driving) :D

I did 11hrs on a motorcycle once, from Kansas City to Denver, so I know all about boring roads. I sang every song I could remember the words to, and delved deeply into every failed relationship.

Podcasts. You need podcasts.

Not my car per se, but the one I was driving: at the top of a hill at Barber Motorsports Park, where it was hit hard by two cars who didn’t see the yellow flag for the big dead car stuck in the middle of the track. Car flipped. I was out with a concussion for several months. I wrote about that already, so it’s not…

Both times in Tennessee. The first time was on the interstate half way up a mountain. Gaskets blow on my van. The closet gas station was only maybe a mile or two away, but again, up a steep incline on a very busy interstate with almost no shoulder and lost of WATCH FOR FALLING ROCKS signs. So walking…

Northern Maine, in a snow storm, in early April, in an area without cell phone signal.

Alright so while I wasn’t driving, and it wasn’t my car, I was there for this whole debacle. This involved my dad and my family’s 1986 Toyota Van Wagon, sometime in the mid-90s.

+1 Ox for Oregon Trail reference

It is a toss up between three:

Northern Maine, in a snow storm, in early April, in an area without cell phone signal. This road in the summer would be heavily traveled, however in April it is only plowed about halfway and visitors are few and far between. It is 10 miles to the nearest paved road, it is another 10 miles to the nearest pay phone. I…

I have the same story with my Dodge Dakota, only replace “New Orleans” with “North Las Vegas” and replace “homicide cop” with “ambitious pimp.”

“He was a friendly guy, and prevented a double homicide that day.”

Alright I’ve got a good story for this one.

Hot take: the worst place I had a car break down wasn’t a sketchy place, it was a nice place.

I was near Ariel Crossroad on 501 in South Carolina headed to Myrtle Beach. I’d gone to see my then-girlfriend in Bennetsville that weekend but forgot my wallet at my folks’ house in Myrtle. I was hoping I’d be okay on gas but that was not the case! My car started sputtering and I pulled over to the side of the…

We ran out of gas in a VERY bad neighborhood in New Orleans... We saw the gas station, but couldn’t get to it from where we were, so had to make a loop. We went a touch too far, and got in to a really bad part of town that that felt light years from French Quarter even though it was only two miles or so away. Houses…

In the worst (see: most dangerous) neighborhood of Tuscaloosa, Alabama, as a college student. It was at 11 pm, in the pouring rain, and my battery cut out in the middle of the street. My then girlfriend (now wife) was in the car with me. A nice frat-guy helped me push the Lexus IS300 over to the side of the road but…