Friends, parents, spouses, siblings, kids and even dogs will eventually let you down,  but a Toyota will not.

Mine hasn’t.  And it’s for sale very soon.   We brought Nora and Eli home from the hospital in it.  I’ve had it since 2007 and we’ve put 90,000 km on her.  I put about 200,000 on my old ’89 runner.  They are tanks and my odometers are a mere fraction of what they are capable of.

I just had it cleaned and detailed and it looks almost like the day I bought it.  I didn’t think it would be tough to say goodbye to her as I’ve been toying with it for a couple of years, but taking those photos today was pretty tough.

I bought it with my dad after a couple of pints at Wild Rose Brewery. It was a terrible idea, but I had enough liquid courage to low-ball the used car saleswoman who was wearing an overly tight charcoal powersuit.  The rest is history.

My original photos, the day we bought her.

And today:

Safe Travels, 4Runner-san.  4.7 litres of awesome.