I got Helena’s car jumped and started, but needed her to drive it to recharge the battery. 

She made it to 50th and Lyndale before it died – the first time. Then three more times on Dupont on the way to the garage. But we never did make it to the garage, so it had to be towed two days later for a new battery. Now, despite the speedometer no longer working, she does have a running car.