Replying to R.I.P. Mercedies

Yesterday I was driving my friends home from a party we had the previous night. When we reached this intersection, my Mercedies broke down. My friends had to get out and when the light turned green, they had to push me through the intersection. It was a pretty funny sight. We costed down a hill to the nearest gas station. I thought I might have ran out of gas or I was out of oil. But I had a little less then a quarter tank of gas and some oil, so that wasnt the C.O.D.(Cause Of Death). My dad had to come and rescue us. My dad got a tow truck and towed it to my house, where it now sits for the rest of its dead life. Turns out that some rod thing broke. Broken rod was the C.O.D. I am now nothing without that car. R.I.P. Mercedies, R.I.P.