Stephanie’s car died an ignoble death.
Sitting in her driveway at home, it would not turn on. It had been heading this way for some time, but it was still sad. She took the bus to work.
When she returned home, she called the tow company and had it taken to a garage. They told her, after just a few minutes, that nothing could be done.
So began the search for a new car.
It took her three weeks of perusing the online classifieds, taking other peoples’ discards for test drives, until finally she found what she wanted. A fine piece of machinery, safe, sensible, and seemingly ready to last a good long time. She took it home, happy, and called the garage the next day when it wouldn’t start.