Recently, my 10-year-old MyVi’s air-con compressor decided to die and go to car parts heaven. Also missing is a power window button and the ashtray, which I used to store spare change and was ripped out by a eagle-eyed passer-by one day when I forgot to lock my car. I use my head as a stand to prop up the hatch because the pair of pneumatic struts is damaged. All over the exterior are scratches – small and large, short and long – that the car bears like a wizen warrior who has seen fiercer days. As my rusty and trusty car enters its final years, I have started considering its replacement.