Everything that could go wrong, did. The car was blocked in by a semi-sized moving truck (we had to wait a while until they pulled it out of the way). A cop showed up. Traffic was blocked on the street. But after some perseverence, we were able to get the car going with enough juice for Justin to drive it to a local mechanic.
In retrospect, I should have taken some photographs. But I was too cold. And it was too early. And there wasn’t any coffee anywhere.