Here's the car:
We got a badass 1998 Toyota Corolla here, people. Yep, the year I graduated from high school. It's silver, has a crack in the windshield, and a bumper that is a faintly different color from the rest of the car. Husband replaces the spark plugs (whatever that means) every couple of months because of a rattle that seems to be temporarily solved with a new spark plug. The car freakin' loves spark plugs. We should call it Sparky. AC kinda works. Something's wrong with the oil. Husband understands it better than me.
Husband took it in to get it inspected and nobody'll cut him a break an account of the crack in the windshield. We always used to skate by on that one but I guess the state of Hawaii cracked down and there's no more Aloha for cracked windshields. So we're talkin' around $350 to replace the windshield and then around $300 to get the registration renewed.
Husband says the car is about to shit the bed any day now. Sparky has some issues, I guess. But husband has less than a 1 mile commute to work (it's up a very steep hill so NO, NO Bike riding, sorry, just no, yes it's less than a mile but it's up a freakin' huge hill on a highway. I know that's a weird commute but there it is.) and calls the Corolla a glorified moped.
My feeling is we sink the $700 into it and keep it CoROLLin' along for another year or two. Husband is over it with this thing. We got a 2003 Matrix last year for $3300 and husband wants to sell the Corolla for whatever we can get for it and buy an old Mazda 5 minivan for <$3k because we live in a tiny gulag condo in Honolulu with tiny parking spaces and two babies so the sliding door would make our neighbors happy, since we're always dinging their cars with our doors to get the carseats in (sorry, neighbors!).
Whaddya think?