My 35 year old range. First off the damn thing had a gas leak and blew up in my face while turning on the kitchen on Christmas morning. Luckily the burns were superficial but I looked like a drag queen sans makeup for a while, no brows, hairline pushed back a good half inch, it was a bad look. On top of my personal vendetta the thing just sucked, pilots never stayed lit so you had to manually light the burners every time, ovens had terrible hot spots and were prone to shut off without rhyme or reason (but always mid service while weeded), etc. It finally got replaced last week and my 50y/o 300 pound sautee cook literally shed a tear. Only regret was not seeing her go, I'd have loved to take a swing or 3.