This time we check under the hood. I couldn't really tell what was happening or where the sound was coming from, but as my wife shifted the engine would rock back and forth. I called my dad and he explained that it was probably a motor mount. We were still 2 hours from home, but instead of taking our car back to the nearest town my dad decided to send for a tow truck to take us all the way to Star Valley. This was so while the car was being fixed, we could spend time with family instead of being stranded in Evanston.
It was a good thing that he sent for us, because not only did we have a shot motor mount but also had a destroyed transmission. The car won't be fixed until next week. Until then, we can only hope our car will be okay.
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