The old car is gone. I found a salvage yard who offered more than we were going to sell it for. The guy who was going to buy it backed out, and I was actually relieved. More money and a clear conscience because it had a lot of little things and one or two big things wrong with it, that were going to end up costing someone in repairs, even though they'd be getting it for next to nothing. The salvage yard is about two blocks from work, so I was just going to walk back to work (Chris gave us a ride home from work, since the other car was here), but the owner insisted on giving me a ride back, since it was really cold today. Nice guy.