1st: 1978 99EMS: Went well over 1 million miles! These had seven digit odometers: six for miles PLUS another for tenths. Mileage verified as undoctored by State Troopers. I sold her to my wonderful mechanic who restored her so perfectly, she was the silver 99EMS in the CT Saab Museum and in many Saab US publications.
2nd: 1987 900S: Could fit a 6’ couch in this one, too. Unfortunately, she was hit while parked in front of a village post office. An unknown shop’s unknown (& poorly done) Bondo wheel well work, and my not driving her for four years - I was cycling 365 days/yr - led to her demise. Sold to next fab mechanic, who parted her out/kept her on his lot until he retired Aug. ‘19. A beaut. I’d buy another, or an SPG: careful, knowledgeable shopping is key, and no bad body work! NE salted roads ruin wheel wells. Don’t recall mileage.
Note: Drove her across country numerous times. Along with the 99EMS = a total of 18 coast to coast trips. Trust your Saab.
3. ‘01 9-3SE Premium Pkg, 112,800 miles before life caused me to quit driving in April ‘15. Just restored exterior; mechanically she’s as good as they get. Interior is lovely as well. Cannot wait to get her from painter, start driving again! This was a VERY carefully researched vehicle. Not as “Saab” looking as the 900, but a fabulous car. She prefers moving fast ;)) & like my hens, is very well cared for.
Quintessential “Saab story”: Met & fell in love with them in ‘78, so it was fitting a 1978 was my first in ‘86. Can usually fix what’s wrong, have never been stranded when nearly any other vehicle would have bailed, and in the 9-3 on a day only an emergency made me drive through blizzard/on unplowed hwy, we all survived a first for me: spun out, quintuple rolls off shoulder, ‘til passenger side landed on top of a deeply snowed in glacial erratic. Only the car needed some body work. Hanging from the seat belt for several minutes until troopers arrived was much preferable to airbags disabling car. I want every young person/new driver in a solid Saab, for safety’s sake, (unless a Benz or Hummer is already theirs/preferable).