They came to pick up my car today since I couldn’t drive it anywhere. The ignition was lying on the floor in pieces.
I’m guessing it was the last time I ever get to see my car. It’s 17 years of age and probably not worth repairing. To me it is, but since it’s in the hands of the insurance company (and the auto repair shop) I don’t get my hopes up. The guy who came to pick it up thought the insurance company would give me money for it and let the car go to automobile heaven.
Sad really. Aside from the damage to the steering wheel and door lock, the car is in great shape…
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