My brother was out with his friends, enjoying my car, when a driver in front of him slammed on their brakes... my brother didn't have enough time to stop.
All I cared about, for the most part, is their safety, but, I was supposed to be driving that car to Vermont, staying there all summer, and then driving back.
Am I insane for wishing/praying for it to be fixed in two weeks?
*kinda sucks because I just got the car like three months ago... my brother felt like absolute crap.. but then again, the Saab kept him and his friends extremely safe, so I'm ever grateful for that*



All I cared about, for the most part, is their safety, but, I was supposed to be driving that car to Vermont, staying there all summer, and then driving back.
Am I insane for wishing/praying for it to be fixed in two weeks?
*kinda sucks because I just got the car like three months ago... my brother felt like absolute crap.. but then again, the Saab kept him and his friends extremely safe, so I'm ever grateful for that*