The '89 Camry was willed to my wife by her grandmother. My mom bought it from my wife for a nominal sum, then gave it to my brother, who eventually gave it back to me.
It served us well, but today its almost 200,000 miles caught up with it. No brakes, a cylinder that needed components, lots of body rust and all the exertion in the snow and subzero temps created conditions that made it more costly to fix the car than to buy something else.
So, I will be out chasing down the next ride for a couple of days... expect blogging to be light.