For eight years, since my father died, we have had his 2000 Buick Century. I loved driving it. It was big and reliable and cheap to run, and despite its many shortcomings–unreliable fuel gauge, slow to react breaks, bad wipers–I took it wherever I could (locally). I couldn’t get into it without thinking of Dad. And now, with more than 185,000 miles on it, the car’s brakes are shot, and it is time to part ways. I am very sorry to see it go.
