My mom's car, in her words, "blew up." So I sat and pictured her sitting on the side of the road, charred with some fiery wreck in the background while I forced her to explain. Blew a gasket or something. I don't know. I don't know cars. I just needed to hear something other than "like a bomb." She has to get a new car. And she won't buy a used one
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