I’m like an old car with half a million miles on the odometer: rusted, with faded paint and busted windows, yet still cruising down the highway. My rods knock and my brakes grind metal to metal, but I’ll keep going until my engine gives out.

Rusted but Resilient: Half a Million Miles and Counting

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