When I was 16 years old, I used to ride around in my parents’ old 1995 Nissan Maxima, a four-door rust bucket with a bad suspension problem that complemented the chipped white paint and 175,000 miles on the odometer.

Despite the age and condition of the car, it was still serviceable among the older generation of gas-guzzlers and the new wave of hybrids and electrics, and it never really broke down if it was given proper maintenance. Sure, my friends used to make fun of it, but I could not help but love the reliability.

Long story short, I rode that car into the ground until getting from Point A to Point B meant scrapping it for parts. I was sad to see it go, but I was lucky enough to have a quality product that lasted far past its value.

Sometimes I completely forget about that car and never even notice that it’s gone. That is, until I watch Jamie Moyer pitch.

After notching win number 268 for the Colorado Rockies against the San Diego Padres Tuesday night, the 49-year-old Moyer tied Jim Palmer for 34th place on the all-time wins list in Major League Baseball history, as well as becoming the oldest player to ever record a win.

Like my old car trying to merge onto the expressway, Moyer was gunned humming in his modest 78-mph fastball to opposing hitters as fans pled for Moyer’s future induction into the Hall of Fame.

The fans do have a case for Moyer, and after over 2,400 strikeouts recorded in over 4,000 innings pitched during 689 career games, the former All-Star and Cy Young candidate even pitched 141 games before his current 20-year-old Rockies franchise came into existence, according to Craig Calcaterra of NBC Sports.

However, as impressive as his career statistics may seem, most of Moyer’s numbers are simply fueled by his long and drawn out 25-year tenure in the Majors and his ability to cruise through innings when there is nothing left in the tank.

Moyer’s durability and willingness to eat innings up as a back-end starter is certainly impressive, but his career 4.23 ERA and average of 14 wins each season are not.

While his two 20-game winning seasons and a handful of others in Seattle are also notable, his time with the Mariners only represents half of his career. The remaining half is mediocre at best, plagued by sub-.500 seasons, earned run averages above 4.50 and a comeback retirement in 2006.

In fact, Moyer only had two full seasons in his first 11 where he recorded above a .500 winning percentage and only three seasons in that span with an earned run average under 4.00.

Moyer seems to be drastically overrated in a sense, especially considering his lack of production during the first decade of his career and his embellished stint with the Philadelphia Phillies before rehabbing his arm in the 2011 season.

Although he has accomplished tremendous achievements at nearly half a century in age, the journeyman starting pitcher is more of a spectacle with Father Time on his side than a Hall of Fame candidate, especially at this point in his career.

Moyer is undoubtedly one of the most rare breeds of athletes and one of the best pitchers overshadowed in era of steroids, and his stamina and endurance are unmatched.

He deserves the utmost respect from Major League Baseball and the fans, but I do not think it should come in the form of a Hall of Fame induction.

Until then, Moyer will have to continue to chug along until the wheels fall off, and he will forever be valued as the most reliable man in baseball, always managing to get his team from Point A to Point B.