I can see no other explanation. The engine light came on shortly after I bought the car (I’m not sure how dealerships arrange for this type of thing, but I assure you that it cannot be a coincidence), and spent the last few months shining joyfully at me, the little bastard. Today, the light is off. It is either a miracle, or the engine light is now broken along with the engine. I am going to ignore one of these two possible scenarios. I was going to get the problem checked out eventually (I swear), but thank Jeebus, that will no longer be necessary.
Also a miracle: if you put a nickel and two dimes into a vending machine and press the return coin button, presto chango, they have been melded together to form a quarter, perfect for doing laundry! I didn’t experiment with dollar bills (peh! you think I have dollar bills? well, I can tell you, that is a LOT more money than I have, indeed!), but that would have been an even greater miracle. Because at the moment, every flat surface in my apartment is covered with pants! Everywhere! Pants! Also, I could have had my pick of vended goods. Hurray!