my daughter is a fool. her brakes are grinding, and she insists that she WILL have her car tomorrow night because she promised a friend she'd be in lincoln tomorrow night. mark won't be able to fix it til later this weekend, and she says "fine, i'll take it somewhere." good luck finding a last minute brake job on a saturday morning. she brought her friend into town, and needs to take her back home, and i told her she could have the van to take her back, so she wouldn't have to drive the car.