I didn't see my neighbors out, the ones i know anyway, so I went to the restaurant down the street and one of the young ladies who works there was taking a break between the lunch and evening crowd, and was going my way. Sweet kid. She dropped me off to get my car.
I was talking to the shop owner and thanking for being so good about it all. I reminded him of my CRX, years ago, that had broken down. I told them I remember calling and the woman said 'Um, let me go get M." I said it was like being told "You're going to need to talk to the doctor." And indeed he pronounced my car dead. They thought that was funny.
Of course, I was reminded that I have, like, more engine coils, but at least next time I'll know not to panic, if they're systematically breaking. What the heck is an engine coil, anyway?
Thanks all.