Some day, every car must die.

[somegirl2345]

Once, in a faraway land rife with trees and academia, there lived a maiden adventurous in spirit, with a silver steed upon which she traveled throughout the Land of Trees.  She went to a city of Rapids, Grand and populous.  She went to small villages and towns, seeking exotic cuisine, and with her closest companions , our fair maiden journeyed to

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[totustuusmaria]

Oh fair maiden, the sorrow of thy story doth rend my heart. Furthermore and foresooth my heart feeleth most keenly the uncompleted state of thy tale. Did the car survive or die the death (I know not!)? The tale, replete and rife with horrors fitted even to the bedecking of fairytales, hath a note of incompleteness contained therein which, I pray thee, thou mayest at some point remedy that the said story may be consummated and above tale completed. For, truly, it is a monstrosity to tell only unfinished tales.

[somegirl2345]

I'll finish.
Nothing more's happened.

[nyf4christ]

I am right over there. When was this? I probably could have improved the quality of the experience. Anyways, I am no stranger to 'the automotive difficulties,' as they call it. I will pray for your car, and its healing.
Have a great day in spite of circumstance!

[somegirl2345]

Yeah, I didn't actually call anyone except Dad, Brian (the one with the dog from whose house I was going), and Fairy Godmother AAA. That last one did the trick. I made friends with the people in McDonald's.