It looks like a new car is in my forecast sooner than I thought. On my way to work this morning, dear, sweet Lucy began to lurch and seize. In flashing amber light she cried to me : "Check engine! Check engine!" I calmly steered her to the nearest gas station, checked her oil and topped off the gas. It may have helped a little. She shakes when she idles and sputters accelerating at low speeds, but she got me to work alright.

Ah, what a little trooper. What did I say earlier? Love will keep her on the road! Oh, I shall miss her greatly.