My fourteen year old Jeep is running very well. In fact, my only complaint, lately, was a persistent rattle coming from the center of the dashboard. I tried everything I could think of to stop the noise, but had no luck.

I finally asked a local repair shop, that deals mostly with high-end cars, if they could fix it. My poor Jeep looked like a janitor in a room full of tycoons.
	For a little more than the price of an oil change they dismantled the console, diagnosed the problem, and had me back on the road, rolling as smooth as the fancy machines they are accustomed to working with.

I hope to keep this Jeep for another fourteen years. Why not? After all, Shibumi is nearly twice the age of the Jeep and I trust her in much harsher environs than this four-wheel-drive unit will ever see.