My car's dying. Started acting up on my way back to Willmar yesterday afternoon. Of course it couldn't happen while I was home. So I called home, to see if I could trust my car to go to Hutch. And so I went. And it got worse. Went home tonight to switch cars with my parents and so my car could get in to get fixed. Barely got there. The last 4 miles, I couldn't get over 30. I'm sure I pissed of plenty of people driving that slow, sputtering along.