Stella Sentra Jones, 11, had a brush with the junkyard cemetary over the weekend. The 1994 Nissan began making odd chugging sounds and being very jumpy on Thursday night of last week. She spent the weekend at a local auto repair center trapped in a fence. The diagnosis had not been given, and there were doubts as to whether she would last through the weekend.
Her parents were distraught. What to do? Would she make it out alive to see another bend in the road? Or was this just a cry for help?
"I just don't know what to do," Mrs. Jones said, "She's been such a part of my life. I just don't know if I'm ready to say goodbye."
In the end, her parents sought professional help. Test driving several cars enticed them to dream about that new car smell, the rev of a new engine, and the hope of leg room for Mr. Jones. The numbers, however, were disheartening. The bills would mount, and tarnish the hopes of the newer vehicle.
"That's the real test," said Mr. Jones, a hearty 6'11", "if my knees will fit. They don't fit in Stella, but she's a part of the family. It's a real dilemma."
After much thought, many calls, and no small amount of engine prayers, the call came.
Stella Sentra Jones was diagnosed with a minor spark plug problem to the tune of $92. She is now sitting in her driveway, pleased to be given a new lease on life. The Joneses are happy to have her back and to avoid the high cost of replacing a legend like Stella.
Drive, Stella, Drive. You can do 200,000...we believe.