I've made it this far, but there's a pretty good chance I've hit the end of the line. I won't know until tomorrow, and as I type this, I have to confess I have been slamming beers because I cannot emotionally cope with the reality, or even fathom how I am going to recoup the possible loss I'm facing.

Today I left work to find my car not going in to gear. It would shift from Park, Reverse, Neutral, and Drive, but none of the gears were being engaged by the clutch. It took a while to realize the extent of the problem, and I found that I had a transmission cooler line separated from the fitting it plugged in to, and leaked out all my trans fluid. I reconnected the fitting and added the extra fluid I carried in my trunk. A couple miles from home it popped out again and pissed out more fluid. I had thought it was fixed until it entered limp home mode, so now I can pretty safely say there's something wrong with my transmission. Tomorrow I have to miss (ANOTHER) day of work to junk yard pick with the roommate for another pair of trans cooler lines, in hopes that this isn't a transmission issue. And then I have to hope that this issue didn't burn out a clutch pack or leave a gear assembly dry enough to waste the transmission.

In summary, my car may in fact be impossible to save at this point. With the other things wrong with it, there is actually no worth in replacing the transmission, as 95 Saturn S-Series are getting harder to find, and their parts harder. So, if the car is dead, I will probably take it for one last 'good-bye' drive, and say goodbye to the rest of you with it, since as a college graduate, working in his career field, I can't afford a car payment, or even a used car.