So my wife's car is dead. Here's an obituary.
1995 Nissan Altima, you died last week in an accident that was as tragic as it was unavoidable. My wife liked you, even though I thought you were a weak car. That was further cemented by the repairs that were done after your engine had some problems. You had a wimpy little engine that did pretty well in the middle gears but had some problems in the first couple of gears. Nevertheless my wife did like you, and part of that could be because of your license plate and the easy association between WUB and love that it did provide. You deserved better, perhaps getting sold for pennies on the dollar to some immigrant family who couldn't afford a good car or getting sold on trade in. Instead you will become a kidney car and Greg Ostertag, somewhere, is smiling because of it. May your tires pay for a couple of drugs that help somebody who has to have dialysis.
You can see that the SUV really hammered the corner of the car. As the towing guy said "that's not going to be driveable again." He could be wrong of course...if we wanted to pay that kind of money. Since we don't, he's right.
Another look at the damage from another angle. Let me just say that car+SUV doesn't turn out well for the car.
My wife, sad that her car has met an untimely demise.