Ten years ago, I blogged the spiffy new, exotic Prius with the "TaxProf" license plate driven by Jay Soled (Rutgers), which spawned my first TaxProf Blog meme, with several posts on other tax-centric license plates (here, here, here, here, and here). Jay writes in that the Prius just crossed the 250,000-mile marker:
My 2004 Prius now has 250,000 miles. Consider the following: over the last ten years, assuming the average car achieved 25 mpg and my Prius achieved 50 mpg, then I was able to save 5,000 gallons of gas and significantly reduce my carbon footprint. At the risk of sounding smug, this is undoubtedly a good thing for the world.
Thoughts from Jay's daughter Amanda:
250,000 miles will take you to a lot of places. It will take you to the Moon (and then allow you to continue to circle the Moon’s circumference several times). It will take you around Earth at the equator… 100 times. Having a car with 250,000 miles means that you’ve gone places. Perhaps you did not travel to the moon or around the world, but the odometer sits there, an irrefutable indication that you have, in fact, left your own insignificant world and entered another.
Where has 250,000 miles taken you? Has it taken you to a destination? A discovery? A mindset? Adding miles to your odometer adds dimension to your history. No one who embarks on a quest is the same person who disembarks. You’ve grown, developed, and changed because of the journey, for better or for worse. 250,000 miles is no meager voyage.
The car is beginning to show signs of age and mortality. Perhaps it is time to get a new car and begin a new journey.