I remember my old Dodge Caravan. I was pretty strapped for money back then and did all my own work on it that I could, the rest I ignored, pretty much. That was a vehicle that would not die. I had a check engine light come on at 60,000 miles. I fixed the problem by taking the dash board apart and removing the light bulb. Voila...no more check engine light. I kept wanting to have the transmission serviced but didn't have the money so I just kept running it.
Now if there was any justice in the world that thing would have just stopped working and basically given me my just reward for neglect. I drove that thing for 187,000 miles and was never stuck anywhere, anytime. My wife was a student in Boston and I would commute every other weekend to visit her. I would drive by BMW's and other high end vehicles broken down on the side of the road while my old Caravan chugged along smoothly.
At one point after it hit 150,000 miles I asked the guy I went to for the maintenance I couldn't do, if he thought we should service the transmission. His answer and absolute NO. The only thing holding it together is the slug. Don't touch it.
I towed u-haul trailers loaded to the gills and a car from Boston just before I sold it. We were about to take a long trip and I just felt it was time for something new (another Caravan). Every morning for about a year the old Dodge went zooming on by me on the interstate. I don't know how much longer it lasted, but I think I should have had it bronzed and put on my mantle.