My poor, poor Neon. I have a history of having the crappiest, hoop-de, wak-a-wak-a-bow-bow cars you can get. The Pontiac Pheonix. The Olds Omega. The rusted out 280 ZX. The dented up half ton truck, 'old blue'. The 2000 Neon was the best car I'd ever owned. It didn't matter if it was -30 that baby was starting. My plan was to take such good care of it that my son could drive it in another 10 years. I was not selling it. Heck, I still owed $4000 grand on it. However, Monday, this is what she looked like:

Our best guess is that it will be written off. Look at that torque, baby... two doors won't close properly, there is no way to get into the trunk without a crowbar but those lights still work just fine! (Heh, they were working when I was sitting there stopped and the woman hit me!)