It all started a year ago when Peter and Jen decided to buy a Lithuanian friends 1988 honda civic for a premium price of 280 dollars. Then when the Hibbs family left to go home in November they sold the car to us for a little less than they paid. We got many good months out of Rusty and she was definitely a blessing to our ministry. This takes us to the present situation and the fact that our car has been having problems for awhile. The transmission started sticking a month ago and Rusty had some troubles getting from first gear to second. I took her to the mechanic who literally laughed at me when I asked if it was worth it to fix her. It was then that I knew the end was near and we all began bracing ourselves for the day when the little car that could... just couldn't anymore.
That day came on Saturday after the women's conference when Rusty finally decided to give up the ghost. We were driving some supplies the 5 blocks home from church when I felt the transmission give out. Using my Jedi skills I kicked her into neutral and we coasted for 2 blocks or so until I met my worst nightmare, a red light. As cars flew around us, Sharon steered the rest of the way while I pushed the last half block through the heart of the city to our apartment.
I guess it was all for the best since gas is up to 6.90 a gallon and Rusty will move on to a better place, which by the way is the metal scrap yard where I can get 130 dollars for her.
I would love to think up a little eulogy for Rusty about when life hands you a lemon you make some fun drink from it but my heart is just too heavy at the moment.