As I was driving back to Farmington my muffler broke off. At this point I honestly can't help but laugh at the stories this car has given me. Upon asking an elderly man if he had a bungee cord he ended up offering to help. I couldn't help but laugh, he had a roll of toilet paper in his shirt pocket. He drove back home and returned with tools. As I began to assist him cutting mechanic wire as we both looked under my car we spoke of his daughter and what he does for a living. W e spoke about school and life and how thankful I was he showed up. But then it got even better he stated, "You girls must have thought I was crazy, carrying toilet paper on me." But anyone who knows me well know I always have toilet paper in my car! Though I was frustrated and fed up because it literally has felt like I'm just waiting for the next thing to "fall apart" and then it literally happens. It was as though God was saying, "I've got You, even when you think I don...