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[numberoneblind]

blar. so I was going to get a picture of what my car looks like now, but my dad kind of dismantled it before I got a chance. and it may actually be fixable. it looked a lot worse than what the damage actually was. as far as mechanical parts go, the radiator got nailed, and so did some transmission-fluid-cooling-thing. but neither of those are hugely expensive parts. the engine and everything else is fine. the car I hit was about the same size as mine, and I was only going maybe 15 mph, so the frame is mostly okay. there are a few pieces that are fucked, but they're removable and replaceable, only a few bits of the welded-together part of the frame are bent and they're bent minorly enough that my father said he can probably heat them and rebend them. and i need a new bumper/front grille/hood. the headlights are all intact, though, and the body of the car past the bumper isn't damaged at all.


my father actually knows quite a bit about car repair, anyway, so he'd do all the labor himself. basically if we can get parts for $1000 or less, we're going to fix it. because it's not like I'll find a car as reliable as mine was for any less than that. and aside from the radiator stuff and the front bumper and hood, it's perfectly fine, the bumper and the radiator pretty much took all of the impact, everything else was fine... even the battery, which was right up in there by where I hit.


it really surprises me how nice he's being about it, because normally my father is a complete asshole. I didn't think he'd offer to rebuild it, anyway, especially not while taking the attitude of "Well, I always wanted to restore a car, I just had figured it would be a Corvette or a Porsche or something, not a '93 Corolla wagon..." So yeah.


And if not... well, then I go car-hunting again. It sucks, but it's not the end of the world. When I was car shopping last summer, I noticed that almost the instant I saw a car I knew whether it was one I was interested in or not. I pick up different feelings from different cars, it's weird. And when I was going to buy a car last summer, even then there were two others I drove that I would've been fine with. Not quite as great as my car -- the instant I saw mine, I knew I was going to buy it -- but fine enough. Those I didn't buy because of price; one was $2000 and worth maybe half that because of some rust issues, and one was $3200 and worth it but I was leery of spending that much. So I know it would be possible for me to find another car, anyway. But if I can have mine back, I want to...