Fine peice of machinery

You may or may not know that I have driven a beautiful, red, 1994 Poniac Grand Prix.  To look at it you can only wish that you owned one.  It is probably the most coveted car ever created, who doesn't want one?  But just like anything else it has it's flaws.  For instance, when I decide to use the brakes this highly tuned vehicle shakes, or rattles whatever you want to call it.  That was just one problem, of the many with this heaven sent automobile.  The most recent occurring at the wee hours of 7:30 as I was leaving for school.  It started just like any other trip to my gorgeous car skipping down the walkway behind the house to the driveway, humming my favorite tunes.  Then as I approached this goddess I reached to door handle and gently pull it.  All of the sudden I hear a snap and pieces of my baby rattling around inside the door.  So with my door latched closed I had no choice but to climb in through passenger side door to get into the drivers seat.  It is very uncomfortable crawling over a seat and a gearshift to get to where I needed to be.  I can only pray that this will get fixed soon so I don't pull a hammy getting into my car.