Betsy, I mean. Our poor, dear car. The thingamajiggy that is broken is so deep inside the engine (or something) that our mechanic doesn't deal with it, and the guy he recommended says it will cost $500 to even look at it.
Next up, between Shabbos and Yom Tov, buying a car. EEEEK!
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