My 2003 Toyota Matrix XRS: Steady Miles

Photo of a blue 2003 Toyota Matrix

I always thought the Dodge Magnum was one badass looking wagon. I test-drove several wagons and hatches to replace my little lost red Toyota Matrix, because so many of our trips involved not just the three of us, but also our bags and my large dog. The Magnum was the clear best choice. The one I drove had great power and fantastic brakes, the wayback was huge, and it was a comfortable cruiser. I could just see myself enjoying the highways in that car.

You will notice that the photo above is not of a Dodge Magnum.

This 2003 Toyota Matrix XRS was one of the other cars I test drove. When I told my sons I wanted the Magnum, they made it clear: they hated the Magnum and wanted me to buy the Matrix. “It would feel normal,” my older son said.

I think I understood him. After years of chaos and rebuilding, what my sons needed most was predictability. I was determined to give them that. This Matrix was part of delivering on that need.

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Fortunately, I liked this Cosmic Blue Matrix well enough.

Where my red Matrix had been the base model, this XRS was the top trim. It had an upgraded stereo (with a dead head unit that I replaced with a standard unit I found on eBay), better padding in the cloth seats, a 120-volt electrical outlet in the dash, fog lights (that didn’t light very well), 16-inch alloy wheels, four-wheel disc brakes with ABS — and an upgraded engine. Toyota developed the 1.8L 2ZZ-GE engine with Yamaha. It produced 180 horsepower with an unusually high redline of 8,200 RPM. This engine found peak power at a surprisingly high 6,200 RPM. Unfortunately, my Matrix came with an automatic transmission, which prevented the car from reaching its power band in almost all circumstances. Once in a while, while passing on the highway, my XRS found its power sweet spot and it was exhilarating. This car would have been loads more fun with a manual transmission. With the automatic, I seldom got to experience what made the XRS special. I didn’t really understand this until I’d owned the car for a while. It required premium fuel, to boot. But in those days excitement wasn’t my priority — stability was.

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It was an adequate daily driver, at least. The Matrix ran on the Corolla platform; the owner’s manual even called the car the Corolla Matrix. Even though the Matrix’s cockpit revealed none of its Corolla roots, this was still clearly an economy car.

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One cool feature was that the gauges were dark unless the car was on, at which point they all lit up red. From 2004 the gauges changed to red and white. I think the all-red display was a lot cooler.

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The boys and I made one Spring Break trip in this Matrix, touring through the hills of Tennessee with a quick visit to Mammoth Cave on the way home. I made several trips exploring the old roads in this Matrix – US 50 across Indiana, the National Road and US 40 across Ohio, and even a little of the Lincoln Highway in Indiana, which is pictured above. This short brick segment of that road is near Ligonier.

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And here the Matrix and I revisited some of old US 40 west of Indianapolis.

Life settled into a rhythm, though not without complications. My ex remarried and moved with her new husband to a suburb 45 minutes away. That threw a real monkey wrench into my parenting time. Even though my ex and I took turns with the driving, the boys and I still spent a lot of time in the Matrix going back and forth. I started putting between 20,000 and 25,000 miles on the Matrix every year. It was just what I had to do to show up for my sons.

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As those miles piled on, I had an unexpected opportunity to buy my next car, this pictured Ford Focus. I’ll tell its story next time. The Focus became my daily driver, but I hung onto the Matrix. From here on, the Matrix became the bonus car, and the one my older son learned to drive on, even as the years and miles piled on.

I had mixed feelings about being my son’s driving teacher. I remembered the fights my dad and I had when he taught me. I’d inherited some of his less admirable traits, including his impatience. I worked hard to stay cool in the passenger seat. To my relief, we didn’t fight. He was a careful, steady learner, and I was surprised by how calm I could be. We did a lot of driving around town, such as to church or back to his mom’s house. But we also took a couple longer trips. My favorite was a drive down US 40 to Terre Haute. There’s a terrific barbecue joint on the east side of town right on the highway. We drove out, had a great dinner, and then drove back.

He passed his driving tests no problem. When he needed a car, the Matrix was there for him.

Life was good. My software career was advancing — I’d moved into management, then made Director, leading quality assurance teams. My sons were both in high school and doing reasonably well. After all the turbulence we’d been through, this was a great outcome.

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Meanwhile, the Matrix kept running. Time was not kind to its looks, though. I don’t understand what happened to the paint on the hood and roof, but it came to look like this in the last few years I owned it. Some paint also peeled off the front bumper.

A sewer project in my neighborhood led to part of the main road off my subdivision being removed for a couple weeks. The day the crew removed the pavement, they failed to build ramps down into the dirt for those of us who had to get through to go home. I sailed off the edge of the pavement at 35 miles per hour and hit the ground hard, breaking all the ground effects off the front of the car. The contractor cut me a check for the damage, but I never bothered to get it fixed.

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I also got rear-ended twice in this Matrix. The first time was serious enough that it destroyed my rear bumper. Four months after getting it fixed, I got hit the second time. Fortunately the damage was limited to some traded paint. I let it be and moved on. The Matrix already looked like a beater; that scrape didn’t make it any worse.

Despite looking like hell, the Matrix kept running. For a second car, reliability mattered far more than appearance.

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I took to using the Matrix like a work truck. Anytime I needed to haul something, I fired up the Matrix. With the back seats folded down, the wayback of this car was simply enormous. The floor was flat and there was no liftover. I hauled all sorts of stuff in this car, including a dining table and six chairs.

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The sewer project I mentioned earlier led to half of my front yard being torn out as the new sewer line was connected to the house. After the boys and I re-graded the yard, I brought home loads of sod in the Matrix. The sod was always damp and left mud all over the floor. When the project was done and all the dirt was dry, I used my leaf blower to clean it out.

When the car had rolled to 185,000 miles, I hit a pothole hard enough to damage some suspension and steering components. “Jimmy,” my mechanic said — and when he called me Jimmy, it was always bad news — “the repair will cost way more than this car is worth. It’s time to let this one go.”

The Matrix had given me eight steady, reliable years. It had been there for every parenting exchange, every road trip, every time my sons needed it. It had done exactly what I’d needed it to do.

I traded it in on my next car. But I’m getting ahead of myself — I still need to tell the Focus’s story. That’s next time.