Well, the crisis has been averted. Felix came out of his coma just before we decided to let him go.
Apparently, the mechanic we had chosen to repair our car (because of his close acquaintanceship with my father-in-law) misunderstood my decision, and he went ahead and fixed Felix. Now, dropping the gas tank, taking the car apart, and fixing a fuel pump is not an easy job, so I've heard. However, because of the misunderstanding, he decided to drop the labor and charge us a very minimal price for the part. This is good news as we now have a car to drive and, probably eventually, trade in. The other good news is that we've been able to work something out for the payment as well.
So... Woohoo!
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