My car is out of commission.

I hope yours is not broken." Kurt got into the car and found, to his satisfaction, that it was not damaged so far as running-gear was concerned.

After changing the ruined tire he backed down the road and turned to stop near where Ruenke lay.
Opening the rear door, Kurt picked him up as if he had been a sack of wheat and threw him into the car.

Next he secured the rifle that had been such a burden and had served him so well in the end.
"Get in, Miss Anderson," he said, "and show me where to drive you home." She got in beside him, making a grimace as she saw Ruenke lying behind her.

Kurt started and ran slowly by the damaged car.
"He knocked a wheel off.