On fixing things

I love parallels between events in my life and even between mine and those of others you may find in books. The last few weeks I have come to see another. On the way home for Christmas this year, I was hit from the side by a driver that lost control. It truly was a miracle we were not hurt; Miatas are not the largest of cars, but my little red convertible was totaled. it had provem to be a very nice little car that ran most of the time without glitches. It was worth to me every penny I put into it, however upon analysis by Allstate Insurance, I realized that the actual value of the car on the market was much less because of its previously rebuilt title. The world knew not of its true worth. So now I am faced with an interesting decision. Do I repair it to its former glory, knowing every cent i put into it above its lowered value will only return me 50%? Or do I just get it off my hands, pit the whole thing behind me and move on? Even though I had this car for a short time, I had fallen head over heels for it. I had searched long and hard for a car that I felt went well with who I am, one that I fit well in. To me it was much more than a car. And as long as I do not try to get sell it or get in another wreck, (even beyond my control) it will still hold its full value in my eyes. So is it really worth fixing? What really is?